1) It's early in the morning, and I have a bunch of wood in front of my house. I'm using a circular saw to cut it, but I'm worried I'll wake the neighbours. I'm constantly looking over in the next row of houses to see if Ryan is home.
2) I'm walking through a series of rooms in a building, and end up at some big party with a bunch of rock stars from the 60s. I'm reading a copy of Rolling Stone magazine, and this really rich lady starts asking me stupid questions, and I'm really rude and sarcastic with her. Then, I'm mingling around the party and all these people are handing me beer, so I keep drinking it.
Sunday, November 14, 2004
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