I'm just a cat searching for a clean lap to crash in...

...a world hurting. waiting for their turn to take a nap.

we went to an art party. andrew hit on young girls.
a few weekends ago dave and i went flee marketing on a rainy saturday. i scored big.
mass nintendo sessions to follow.

the half moon with great friends and pretty girls...
its called summertime living.
are we not men? shall we golf and smoke?
why the fuck not. good time buddies on the front nine.

i cant figure out why a normal person would have this licence plate.
must have been the real teemu.

blue collar.

fag hype.

jazz fest brought and interesting evening my way. broken hearts and broken knuckles.
just a preview of things to come i think.
till we meet again.

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