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Tuesday, December 13, 2005
I'm not dead, my kiddies. I'm back technically, and I've got stuff to tell you.
But I'm fighting off a killer virus and I can't seem to stay awake long enough to do anything. My clothes are still in the doorway from when I dropped it as soon as I arrived back in LA and I haven't touched the kitchen. I did the brilliant plan to clean before I left, but one second of me and it's back to hazardous zone.
Anyway- if you really want to know what I'm doing right now, read your Bible, where Jacob wrestles with the angel all night long, next to his ladder.... or something. Gah, cold medication leaves me high and woozy for days. And it's less homo-erotic than that. Just imagine me sweaty, wobbly, and in pain. Like a woman giving birth to a cow. Or something less gross, if you like.
I'm done.
See you in a few days.
12:41 PM
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