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in the hoosegow

Wednesday, June 21, 2006


I walked out of the building with one of the big bosses. As I left her I realized that I had visual distortion going on big time. Am I getting a migraine, I asked myself incredulously. I zipped home and spent the evening on the couch, listening to the tv turned down to barely audible, blocking out the light with pillows, trying not to wince or move.

If they didn't fortell impending doom and make driving tricky, I'd really like those visual distortions. Sometimes they make really cool shapes.


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