i just had a dream about Andy Richter. we were standing around bullshitting, at a craft service table. he was complaining about trying to live on only a couple million dollars a year, now that his career has slowed down a little. i, of couse, consoled him. i promised that he would soon find another “star vehicle” and his career would return to its former glory.
anyway, i quite dislike Africa, where there is no television outside of my dreams. i awoke to slap bugs off my skin.
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спасибо!…