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[19 Nov 2003|09:28am] |
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Off downtown again. My breakfast: 2 Advils. The palate and build of a crack whore. Yes, I eat. My appetite's just very small. I consider it practical. I can go all day and still function well. Beat that.
I sometimes push my limits that way. But, no it's not willpower; just physiological tendencies. No one should be impressed w/Gandhi.
I should go.
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