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I really have nothing of note to say but I'm lonely so here I am. One beast is sleeping while the other rots his mind on TV and I'm wondering if I'll ever make my deadline today. Mordecai just ran in and with a flying leap and screamed "Sup-wise!" I was not surprised, but somehow I think I should be at all these good things in my life and the fact that I'm feeling apathetic and bored and oh, so boring. I'm thinking of a good swing-shift. Maybe stripper or porn-store clerk or gravedigger. Something that would give me a little more flavor. At the moment I'm tasting like diet Coke, popcorn, spit-up and my new face soap I'm so invested in. I guess I could taste like puke and raw abalone (tried it once and it actually tastes exactly like the worst puke). Solomon keeps looking out the window up into the sky and talking with all his heavenly "ooohs and ah la las". I'm wondering how I can feel religion creeping under my aging lovely skin and still feel such a lot of ho-hum. Maybe it's the season limbo. I can't get the river out of my head and I know soon it will be too cold. But then there's rainy days and Halloween and pumpkin pie and I guess I'll just leave it at that and see what happens next.