Your leaking thatched hut during the restoration of a pre-Enlightenment state.


Hello, my name is Judas Gutenberg and this is my blaag (pronounced as you would the vomit noise "hyroop-bleuach").


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Irving housing

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   headache realities
Sunday, November 18 2001

So I actually did have a hangover today. I don't drink much these days, but every time I do, it seems it's to excess. I think I'd prefer drinking moderately by myself and not drinking at all when I go out. If I need to be messed up in order to communicate comfortably with random people, I could start using drugs that don't produced hangovers.
Gretchen and I didn't interact much today, taking long naps at alternate times in the bedroom. But we did watch Being John Malkovitch together in the evening.

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