March 4, 2010
F***
The word of the day is F***. As much trouble as that word can get a person in, it can't be worse than where other words have got me so far today. F***. That's all I've got.
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At the end of the day, my head is full of random thoughts. Sometimes they're worth sharing, or saving for later consideration. Sometimes I just have to get them out of my head so I can sleep.
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