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Jun. 9th, 2009 | 11:29 am
location: back to the chair
mood: olfactory
music: sam cooke - little red rooster

I am woozy and scattered this morning, getting stoned before work and listening to my soul power mix.  'This weekend,' Smelliot came to visit, and we had quite a pleasant time.  Notably, yesterday, as we were walking to the bar, I saw half of a toothbrush lying on the ground, so I picked it up and put it in my purse, for the purpose of making a shank out of it.


I couldn't help but laugh about that for the majority of the morning, as I haunted my apartment, picking things up, smelling them, setting them down.  

The no-contest best part of the weekend was the 'fightin.'  Dude picked me up and threw me down on the bed/sofa in a particularly enjoyable way several times.  Next time, there's going to be boxing gloves, and I can't even express how thrilled I am by the idea.

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