just casually laying in bed, listening to my alarm clock tick and praising the brief periods of silence until some drunks chant lines of songs they barely know, when i should be asleep in order to surface from my cave to work tomorrow. not often this happens.
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i'm ollie, 22. i will argue that star wars is the best thing ever. i smoke and drink. i blog random and pointless things, with the odd meaningful arrangement thrown in there somewhere.
