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Enjoy your trip.

So I get home and I’m feeling a little tired. I go to bring my stuff upstairs and what do I do? I trip on the very first fucking step. I suspect my foot will be a little swollen in the morning. Damn it.

Lots of thoughts going on at the moment.

Author davebushePosted on September 2, 2002

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