hardly half over

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And it's already one I'd rather sleep through. Dawn wrote down the wrong time for my haircut. I've been saving up all my trips to town to get it all done today. I was on it. She wrote noon on my appointment card. It isn't until 5:30.

I wasn't meant for this world. It never stops fucking with my best laid plans.

Let's get me a nice comfy cave in China. We can send up strong young men with firewood, get regular drops of prepared gourmet food, and line that puppy with oceans of cozy mattresses and pillows and comforters, acres of flannel. I know it'll be a hassle installing my bathtub, but everybody's going to be so happy when it's all done that no one will mind....
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