...THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE...
I remember drugs
that's the trouble with time, it runs out too dang fast and there's so much more to say and do... and then there's the dentist...
. o O ( time away from here in the dentist's chair ) O o .
it's not so much that I remember a whole lot of the specific things that happened, but the feeling that drugs induce are like cellular memories and I am experiencing some right now... legally, of course... some sort of codiene product, I believe... you most certainly can see some of the results in my other journals which shall, I think, be linked from now on in the links below... not the same-time menu bar, but the stuff currently stimulating (or boring) the senses... aren't you just thrilled?...
well maybe you need the drugs more than I do J
work, local radio
Last Chance To See by Douglas Adams (paused)
, and wandering the web
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NEW KIT WORKLIFE LIFETIME JOURNAL HEARTBEAT GAMES WANTS