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Friday, April 04, 2008
i hear the bass, i hear the bass, in my face

grace

the problem with taking a sick day, is that it makes it a bazilion times harder to go into work the following day; but somehow i managed that yesterday, but here it is, i am to report for duty in 28 minutes, and am still in yesterday's boxers, and last night's bedsweat. try to find deeper meaning in the above song - (hint: there is none - selected specifically for that reason) - nor in the photo - everything is random, and, well, random.