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this possum came into the yard today. looked kinda disgusting. mao came over and now sits in my lap. went to birmingham and watched Alex graduate. mom cried later on the phone talking to some friends about me and my joblessness. it hurts ya know. got back to the usual bull shit. it’s all happening again with these pricks. just wanna move somewhere else. somewhere were i can sit down and do music and write and work some bullshit job for the sake of money and boredom. it’s all very b.s. where ever there’s action. will randy ever actually press a record? not for nophi i think. nothing from laura, but i dropped her for no reason awhile back and i didn’t think she’d be interested if i came back around. i just feel like beating something or setting something aflame. i need out of this bull shit now.

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