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If I were James Joyce, I could write some wicked stream-of-consciousness stuff about life.

First, there are “tactics” and “strategy” and we were talking about the latter when you asked a question about the former yet you still don’t support Obama. I’d like to scream “YOU BLOODY WANKER!!!!” in your face but that would just start a fight. Or something.

Next: What the hell. Do you need to smell so good? I mean. What the hell?

C) I need that whole thing that Google offers to prevent you from using email while in a state where sending email messages is generally considered unwise.

fOURTH, Thank god for a text messaging reply that said “you are about to send what to whom?!? You fool!!!”

Fourth, part two: what to wear to a Halloween party held on Halloween and hosted by ernest and serious 24/7 goths? I mean, even if I dressed up in all black leather, I’m going to be the normal guy. I’m trying to figure out how to get a costume that will work, but even if I paint my face white, wear black lipstick and find an all-leather outfit I know I’m the normal guy. I can’t even take Wicca seriously. They are probably inviting me to be the sacrifice.

Also, there’s this serious issue to consider. No, not the next point. Not the last point. This serious point is the problem. It’s the one we’re discussing here. It’s serious.

F) I should get some sleep.

I forgot: I saw my friend Lee play with his band One More Pint tonight at the Barking Spider. As always, it was a good time as it always is a good time. For the people who said they were coming but didn’t actually follow through on their assertion…Der!

Eighth: Maaaaaaaaaaaan. Do you need to smell so good?

Lastly, I’m no James Joyce.