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Sometimes I wonder if I should learn to keep quiet more often. Not that I talk much, anyway. Mabye that's the problem. I don't have the necessary skills/experience.

Dumb, dumb, dumb. I am wishing, yet again, that I could just jack my brain right into this thing and explain everything that's ACTUALLY going on in my head and through my thought processes.

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Today: very dull. Coyote: slow. No customers for most of the day. Too hot, I suspect.
Got to NRN, did Modern Rock. Was competent enough, although for some reason I can't read the underwriting on the air for shit lately. Marbles in the mouth sort of stumbles. "This hour of modern rock brought to you by mrrrf muffrd plddd mrrt."
Tomorrow: no music meeting. Yay. Coyote all day. Boo. At least I make cash. I'll try and work on the website so that I can get the move underway to a new server, since Disrupted seems hopelessly AWOL.

Oh, and my stomach has been in low-level - but dealable - pain all day.
Screw this body. It's dumb. It needs an overhaul or something.

I'm actually in a fine mood, just very matter-of-fact.