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May 15, 2006
Time flies when you're working two jobs, trying to have a social life, looking for love in all the wrong places. My life is not my own. I gave it away to the powers that be. I have no control over my own friggin' destiny. My life is owned by my kids, my friends, my bosses, my landlord, my ex's, the gas station, the utility companies, the banks, everyone but me. If I had my way, I'ld run through the trees, eat fruit, bask in the sun and fuck. Yeah, if I had my way, I'ld be a Bonobos monkey.