8:12am- Find out our mighty awesome band didn’t get into SXSW Music Festival. Crestfallen. Drooping chest and head cuts off air supply.
Other than that, pretty good day.
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All the ways I meet my demise on a given day. These scenarios play out as overly dramatic movies in my head daily, hourly, sometimes by the minute. Eventually, I suppose, one of them will be correct. Until then, this is how I died today...
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