The following incoherent babble was found in the drafts folder for this blog. Some of the text is the kind of things I might say but there is a lot of junk on there I wouobt say no matter how high I was.

I think maybe I was using voice to text keyboard but with the TV on and it hit a mixture.

I have attempted to footprint read and sync essentially a magnified basement ceiling sounds and second floor base. I’ll shut up. I have to go to sleep believing I will get yelled at tomorrow. Just over 1 hour of saying nothing opened with the wrong story.

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My drug use allowed me to cosplay as the ideal candidate for running

Ding if Elon musk is so smart even he belies what he had to be .

Imagine the horror