"Lay down with me, tell me no lies. Just hold me close, don't patronize me."
I cannot finish my scones anymore. I think a young man can only handle so many opiates in one lifetime. I shaved today. I am wearing fresh clothes and a sweater. I have clean hair. This is good. I had coffee and scone for breakfast. I woke up early. This is all good.
I bought a Fiona Apple album with no real knowledge of how talented she is, and the album is so far fascinating and strange. I can only hope it grows on me. My brother wired an Ethernet cable from his room (where the modem is) all the way down to the TV downstairs. We told him not to, but the cable's low price left him with no choice (wireless adapters are expensive). I'll hand it to him, it isn't terribly noticeable.
I had a child and his name is Peter Gabriel Wilson, "Gabe" for short. Christmas break is almost over and that is the worst thing that has ever happened to me. Gabe is the best thing that ever happened to me. He was a couple weeks early but healthy as a pumpkin. I need mugs.
It's almost 2PM and I have done nothing. I purged my iTunes money and am still not satisfied. aoskdmaoskdmaosmkdoaksmdaoksmdaoskmdaoksmdaoksmdaoskmdaoskdmaoskdmaoskdm
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