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Weekend.
Friday - Full Tilt. Beautiful people, whiskey, ice cubes, and dancing.
Saturday - Greasy Spoon! One-piece V two-piece swim wear. With barty watching Animatrix (*boom*) and surprisingly good bad films.
Sunday - Muffins, coffee, tea, cigarettes and Zelda. Very bad manga horror porn. Home.

And now it is Monday. I am at work.
I wonder if, by this time tomorrow, this will still be my work.
I wonder just how mellow-dramatic one can get about this.

Another sleepless night
Another poem