Monday, January 5, 2009
Pages 35 to 44: Bedside
Feeling ill but not wanting to pu*ssy out of my reading. I may have torn more off The Carcass than I can chew tonight. I think life is catching up to me. You know: back to work; taking care of The Stroke-Addled Moms for two weeks; a cold coming on: "Cough, cough, cough." I know, it's really pu*ssy-assed stuff. Perhaps the sublimity of DFW can keep me from Instant Head Touches The Pillow Sleep...zzz...
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