Can't think. Brain mush. Painted bathroom. Including prep, takes three days. More storage shelving than anyone needs in a bathroom. Like big bathroom except when it's time to paint. I have sore muscles in places I didn't know were muscles. I have bruises and goose-eggs I have no idea how I got.
Ugh....
Although, I did have plenty of time to think, and listen to AirAmericaRadio while I was bruising myself, becoming splattered with paint, and getting zooey from the fumes. I think I'm fucking pissed off that we are paying for record profits for the oil companies at the gas pumps. I also think these fuckers are setting up more advanced infrastructure in India and China, and we're about to get really screwed.
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