I'm thinking that I am Brad Pitt. In four weeks I expect to be sleeping with Angelina Jolie at our home in the French Quarter in New Orleans. Well, maybe I should just think that climbing the basement stairs a couple of times a day equals an intensive workout, yeah, that's the ticket.
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I might think I'm rich beyond my wildest dreams!
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i'm thinking i'm a magical flying pony! boy, at this altitude, there ain't shit to worry about.
saw jim harrison last night. all i can say is Rick, thank god you quit smoking. that guy is on the way to the valley from which no one returns right quick. he couldn't even stand for the reading.
de.press.ing.
are you coming to ian's wedding?
and where's my essay?
i'm thinking i'm a magical flying pony! boy, at this altitude, there ain't shit to worry about.
saw jim harrison last night. all i can say is Rick, thank god you quit smoking. that guy is on the way to the valley from which no one returns right quick. he couldn't even stand for the reading.
de.press.ing.
are you coming to ian's wedding?
and where's my essay?
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