Run away, let your heart be your guide
You deserve the deepest of covers
You belong in that home by and by
-Tom Petty
I wrote a bunch today. But i may have broken my brain.
Then i went out with Chema and Anita and Anita's Italian friend. No one can remember her name (not just Chema and me). She was kinda hot, like a young Lorraine Bracco, and - get this - she's a psychologist. I could be her Tony Soprano! But she leaves on Sunday. Oh well.
(Below: Police sketch of El Dude Neked)
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