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3:1Miff muffered moof:
This day disappeared quickly. I saw the first seven hours of 1999 through whiskey haze. Discussed purpose with Brandon at his house. Have gig on the 18th on this month. New guitar somehow got a scratch on it, and a ding. Oh well. It's a working guitar, not a show pony. Otherwise I'd have to go to pony shows, what a hassle.
It's actually the second now. I woke up at the end of the day. I'm pretending that it's the first. The only symptom of this delusion is slightly inaccurate dates on documents produced today by me.
Returning from Hawaii is good. Always nice to have your own room to fart loudly in. Also, there's nothing to do in HAwaii. It's very very nice to visit, though. I even saw a few of my friends, briefly. (Despite there being nothing to do, people seem busy a lot.)
No masta P today. New original song is PLOKM (realaudio 3.0).
I sleep for tomorrow is band practice.