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[thejunipertree]

A ten-piece mariachi band seems to have taken up residence in my lower back. I am assuming it's from all the unproductive, violent coughing I have been doing.

I would like nothing more then to go home, drink a good portion of that bottle of Gentleman Jack that the Engineer bought for my birthday, and listen to Tom Waits.

Unfortunately, I have to go to the grocery store and buy food to make dinner on Thursday. Bah, responsibility!