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Back to work. Couple of my buddies got in a scrape last night. It got loud, if you catch my drift.

I can still have beers with them tonight, so it turned out alright.

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Yesterday I made homemade raviolis with butternut squash, goat cheese, and sage in a brown butter pecan sauce for dinner.

I don’t care what I ever make again.

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I got a deep, abiding sense of sadness and sweetness right now. Every time there’s one of these things it is like a tuning fork trembling far down inside of me, singing a razor’s song.

I like those boys and I’m glad they come out of it good.

Fuck everybody else.

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Shit. I thought I had something to say, but I don’t.

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Namaste.

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