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[29 Dec 2004|11:50pm] |
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... almost*.
just drunk enough to feel good, not drunk enough to feel everything that's wrong with the world... the good kind of buzz.
i think i can still type, though it requires a little more attentiveness than i'd like at the moment.
come to think of it, there's no real point to this entry, so i'm giving up on writing it. hah.
* except for knowing that there is something going on New Years Eve that gets talked about right in front of me and to which i'm not invited.
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