Saturday, August 4, 2012

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My sticks keep dropping, figuratively speaking. Very frazzled. Too much, much too young. Stress.

If I could still dance, I'd give all my money to The Specials if they'd come over and sing & dance with me. That'd be an excellent thing. I doubt they, or anyone for that matter, would perform for $16.22.

Ah, well. Cosi cosa.

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