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 Monday, September 27

This thing keeps happening where a loud noise wakes me out of a sound sleep and then I go to a place where they give me ugly things and I make them uglier. Other stuff happens, there's coffee, and then somebody gives me a piece of paper with a number on it and then I write that number on another piece of paper and mail it to somebody else. It's really weird shit, dude. If it weren't for all that coffee it'd really be crazy.

Outgrappled a brown belt and a boy today. Neither of them was particularly fond of or experienced at grappling, but I'll take it where I can get it.

11:20 PM

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