May 26th, 2004.

So, this morning I can’t focus. I wouldn’t be able to focus to save my Life. My concentration is shot, and my body feels shot and I just feel like I’d like to be shot. Game over man… game over. Where are the Aliens when you need them?

But I've got new socks. Mara exuded them sometime in the night.
But I’ve got new socks. Mara exuded them sometime in the night.

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