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Wednesday |
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Oh no, not again, not another hangover, but waiting on WA health insurance to come before I go back to aikido where people get kicked in head and question of the moment was, "Whose blood is this on the mat?" So last night I end up drinking screwdrivers, martinis, and beer, smoking splits and cigarettes instead, Arab tea making my 3 a.m. teeth gritty but sunny today so I hit Dad's deck despite the chill and had my fill of the gooiest food on the menu and a high noon pint and bowl of black to wash it down, all the cars and foliage so exciting in Seattle winter sun, some of the cleanest light to be found and should be cupped, dabbed behind the ears to get through overcast mornings when headlights squint through intersections. |
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