in one hour makes me want to throw up. Ed poured me last night, I had 'em all and then It all came out, the dark, mean, resentful, ego-laden effluvium that coursed through my veins. The kitchen sink saved me(again).
(It's better to create than destroy what's unnecessary)
Wednesday, June 6, 2007
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