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2005-09-10 - 1:28 a.m. I need *way* more potent drugs to deal with my life I'm in my bad excuse of an apartment, in my "dead slumlord's" abandoned building, feeling sadness watching all this horror of reporting on the Gulf, concentrating on the CNN reports, etc., and I feel something carefully scrambling on my leg. I look down, and there is a 5-inch long centipede...I reacted as best I could...I beat it with the tv remote, insanely, like a wild woman. Can I get to sleep tonight? I will now go take a long bubble bath in the silly antique 1890's footed-tub planted in the middle of my 1890's kitchen...