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Previous - this entry written on August 06, 2007 at 1:06 am - Next I wish I could. I'm still sick as a dog, there's no way I'd survive even a half-hour car trip right now, and my spine's gone wonky again. I spent three hours crying earlier; this is really starting to get to me. Everytime I plan to come down there, something happens. Car breaks, you're busy, I'm sick, driver is sick, what the fuck next? Want to do me a favor? Ask the dragon on your finger to visit my winged one, collaberate a bit. Maybe then something will turn out right for once.
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