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Posted by B-E-X on January 31st, 2009 @ 6:31pm
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I am so jetlagged. I went from LA to Tokyo and GMT seems odd now. So I just can't sleep at all. Period. And the flat is a complete and utter mess. It smells like there's a dead body in here and, so help me god, if I find a dead hooker under a stack of paper or something, it's your ass, Matthew Ingram. I'm serious!
Charlie, are you working tonight? I thought I might stop by and see you. Kate, you in for a drink or five?
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Posted by B-E-X on January 29th, 2009 @ 3:17am
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Just let my do my thing
Until you start to sing
I'm going down all you night long
I'm gonna build a bond
I'm pullin' out my wand
Feels so right it can't be ( wrong! )
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