Jun
23
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I ventured out with Steven into the day world. We never go out on Saturday mornings, but I had some really bad indigestion last night, and didn’t get to sleep until this afternoon. We walked down 8th ave., and there was a really big flea sale. We’re looking through the cds, and guess who’s there, but J.G. Thirlwell. I see him, and I’m thinking “it would be really cool to go up and say hello”, but I didn’t have the nerve.
