lulu found her own non-erratic green ball. happy birthday naomi. an oldie with a cane tried to share the tiny passenger elevator with me, i was waiting and he went to the freight and the freight came and he came back to mines so i said you take it and took the freight. the country is opening up forty states and the chuckleheads will be coming out and the die-off will surge but we were probably doomed anyway yet i'm still going to carry on my semi-hermetic existence here on the 15th floor with a view and h.g.r., jasper and penny-lou. if we're gonna die let it be later on. i wanna see what the hell is going to happen next gnome sane.
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