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<!-- March 5, 2003 --> I'm on fire. Can't concentrate. I feel like there's a giant itch I can't scratch. Out for a night with the girls is not going to cut it. Is this testosterone? I feel sorry for men. So much sexual energy. So little time. |
Cursing: work Listening to: Norah Jones Come Away With Me |
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