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El Segundo
Make art not war. I drink copious amounts of tea. Slaughterhouses make me cry. I am obsessed with food, and as such, I eat constantly. Music makes me loose control.

I'm sorry, but I was so fucking tired (still am, actually)

In retrospect I would like to apologize for what an idiot I sound like in that last blog entry. I swear I'm not THAT idiotic.

I shall do as every other fuckup does; offer an excuse.
I was tired.