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"Like a graveyard...
... people dig me"
on muscle memory 
17th-Feb-2005 07:25 am
So, I've been up since 2:15 continuing my work on my project. The door opens, and I'm all like, I wonder who that could be at four in the morning (nevermind that I had breakfast at 3, and am having lunch now, which is about when this happened). I hop up to check the door, as I often do. There's Eric coming in, but I must not have recognized him, because all of a sudden I notice my hands are up in fists in a normal defensive posture.

Needless to say, Eric was a touch surprised.
18th-Feb-2005 12:59 am (UTC)
you need to sleep more often, peter
18th-Feb-2005 02:11 am (UTC)
i love that song
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