4:47 AM.
No sleep to be seen.
I’ve tried every trick I know. Nothing. So, I may as well write.
I’m not very happy with where I am right now. Oh, I mean, there are
parts of my life I’m very happy with, but other parts really could do
with a polish. To quote Mr. Buffett, “California has worn me quite
thin.”
I want to leave. I really do. But I can’t find a way to do it.
Maybe I’m not looking hard enough. But I have an idea…
Anyway, here’s a cut-tag for anybody who’s interested in my Master Plan…
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, memento-mori!!!!!
Jeebus, you’re old!
If it’s any consolation, you’ll look just like David Cronenberg in a few years!
Seriously, I love you, man. I wish I could be there to give you a big, wet, sloppy… um… d20! Yeah, a big, wet, sloppy d20 for your birthday! Yeah… that was it…
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