Friday, February 26, 2010

Entry #814

Lovely, after an hour of sleep I'm wide awake and unable to find Morpheus again. Luckily for my early appointment, I've always seem to had Christhoper Hitchens syndrome - the more zonked I get, the better sense I make (the messiness of his hair and merciless forbearance in his voice gives it away in certain TV interviews where hilarity always ensues). In that spirit, more drink (though my poison happens to be non-alcoholic) and mad Rachmaninoff hearings while I put pen to paper about something critical.

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