� 2 days on the plain � 2005-04-01 � 6:36 p.m. �
In the last two days...
My head began pounding. Violently.
I got paid.
Twice.
I got the last of my birthday gifts.
I've realized my loss... and that I can't change it.
I met Jorge.
I've had 14 cups of tea and two cups of coffee.
My head is pounding worse.
No wonder.
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