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i got drunk during the ireland france game
and i decided, in an insane moment, to forgo my self imposed hermitism
i went out for the first time in over a year
had a good conversation with random folk
i nearly hugged an old friend to death after he agreed with a point i made about reviewers being full of shit, and he continued with an example of mccarthyism.
pie.
i've been very lonely.
still am.
being a hermit aint good for the soul.
pie.
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moo.
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