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She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

Tuesday, January 01, 2002

Hola.I stayed home yesterday w/ a sore throat and a bad cough (dont do drugs kids).Watched Circuis Sole on Bravo and slept on the couch w/ the dog.Was a pretty decent New Years (although I would rather be getting fucked by a hot man as the ball droped,but,you cant always get what you want,ne?).Im dying of bordom and I need to spend the last day of my vacation doing SOMETHING.Im going so I leave you w/ your words of wisdom:
"...Rockin the casbah,rockin the casbah..."

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