Well, the carpets are clean
Well, the carpets are clean and I'm drunk. How that happened... who knows? Actually, I went to see jean-Paul after I finished the doggie clean-up. I ran into Brad and Jacqueline while at C&H. I stopped by Sherlock's Westheimer to talk to Harry about some lyrics for original work we are putting together. I ended up at a friend's apartment where there was a small group of folks swilling wine. I wasn't much company. I had a lot on my mind... places and people. I don't know what I'm doing with my life. It all seems so right about 99% of the time... then there's that 1% that fucks with me every now and again. I am so looking forward to my bed right now... big, soft, inviting... too bad I have to be up for work tomorrow.
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