Wow, I'm bad at this whole summer thing. I've already lost a month. Not really anything to say except how appalling it is that the time is going so quickly. No job, probably no prospects, money draining out, brain drying up, and yet when it gets to August I'm not going to want to go anywhere else.
On and on, jingle-jingle-jingle, squeak-squeak-squeak, smell of hot horse, smell of hot self.
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