Wednesday, July 21, 2010

In slightly damp Flywheel, listening to We Love You. Didn't think I was going to make it out after yucky work day, healing power of corn, I guess.

Before show, talking to T's pal Max, out from Boston to see Bullock. Tried to sell me a car.

Tomorrow sleep in, then reformat some code, yip, yip.

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