street dreams are made of these

Yes, it’s official: I’m sick. I’ve got a sinus infection. Fuckin’ sucks. I wish I was better right now. Dammit. Whenever I’m sick I realize that I, like everyone else in our screwed up North American society, wants the quick fix.

I feel too much like crap to write anything else.

 

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