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January 21, 2008

From the Comments - By LJ

Four in the morning, on the ground, shaking... BLAAAARGH... I vomited blood all over the sidewalk.

The stink of it sickened me, and my skin turned even more deathly pale. I pushed myself onto all fours, just waiting for the next inevitable gastrointestinal upheaval.

BLAAAAAAARGH... this was becoming a vicious circle.

I rose shakily to my feet, wobbled once, twice... and remained upright. Gathering what little dignity I still had, I decided to do three things:

Find someone else entirely to feed me...

Get inside before daylight...

And tonight, find that motherfucker who had shot garlic directly into his veins.

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