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cmk418Somehow as I typed that, I felt like Paulie in that classic episode of "The Sopranos" where he's feeling all kinds of guilty/freaked out by the aftereffects of Mikey Palmice's death.
Still thinking about possibly having to drive across town. I hate driving. Especially when I shouldn't have to.
And I've got the most annoying Barry Manilow song (Tryin' To Get the Feeling Again) going through my head on an endless loop.
Going to pop in a movie either "Ed Wood", "Velvet Goldmine" or "South Park: Bigger, Longer and Uncut", they're my insomnia-relieving films.
Still thinking about possibly having to drive across town. I hate driving. Especially when I shouldn't have to.
And I've got the most annoying Barry Manilow song (Tryin' To Get the Feeling Again) going through my head on an endless loop.
Going to pop in a movie either "Ed Wood", "Velvet Goldmine" or "South Park: Bigger, Longer and Uncut", they're my insomnia-relieving films.
