Too Much Junk
16 February 2001
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11:33 PM: Woy, slept in Today for sure. Strange orgy dreams, also featuring a narrative about three gangster spiders on a mutual vendetta. Fairly productive day anyway, though. Certainly by recent standards.
I did a search on Nerve for men in San Francisco. Not that many, to my surprise. And going through them, I am at least in the 80th percentile. So I think I may say with full confidence that I at least moderately rock.
Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.
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