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June 3, 2005
Will Oldman
Picking and chewing at the callous on my thumb. It’s making a big hole in the skin over my inside knuckle, like open pit mining. It’s a touch sore. When I sneeze my hand gets a gloob of gray matter with black speckles. My back hurts. My energy is low. I feel old.
Posted by peligrito at June 3, 2005 12:26 PM