I need to find my comedy niche. Last night in Oakland I felt my hair and it felt a lot better than it should have. Saratonin released through my spine and ecstasy all over again. When I was telling jokes I couldn't focus. There was no energy, only pitch.
hi
it's better up here! ( i still like this part of it )
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Thursday, June 22, 2006
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