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The party went well, hundreds of maniac psycho killers. Great turn out. My kind of super supers. The booze was flowing. Attractive young ladies were groping one another in the shadows. And then there was that bit of excitement in the air about the projects. Actually, now as I reflect on it. That was really impressive, considering it is one of my projects contributing to this buzz. I have never had this kind of massive support and recognition of a work with which I was associated. Shit. Now there is some pressure to get this thing off well. That is okay, I enjoy pressure. I milk pressure for all its great worth. Someone thought I resembled the lead singer of Pulp. Yeah, I have no idea about that one. I worked the bar. Then, at some point, I realized I had accumulated way too many blood suckers. So, an exit passage opened her arms to me and I took it. Next, a little post-two am debauchery in Thai town. Chinese broccoli. Of freaking course! Next, hit the bed and fall into a deep sleep of infinite wonders. <continued> |
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2007APRIL13 |