sleep

In 1999, I traveled to Australia by myself to meet a friend, then met new friends, got high, slept in a pup tent for months, spent hundreds of dollars on Robert Crumb art books, worked 10 days as a housekeeper, saw every stereotypical animal over there and generally had a fucking amazing time each and every second. (Mmm, actually, my last night in Cairns I was so drunk I threw up on my (borrowed) pillow, and just flipped it over and went back to sleep. The next morning was R-O-U-G-H.)

 

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sleep

In 1999, I traveled to Australia by myself to meet a friend, then met new friends, got high, slept in a pup tent for months, spent hundreds of dollars on Robert Crumb art books, worked 10 days as a housekeeper, saw every stereotypical animal over there and generally had a fucking amazing time each and every second. (Mmm, actually, my last night in Cairns I was so drunk I threw up on my (borrowed) pillow, and just flipped it over and went back to sleep. The next morning was R-O-U-G-H.)

 

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