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"No, I don't want to, this time. I want to hold onto this funny thing. God, it's gotten big on me. I don't know what it is. I'm so damned unhappy, I'm so mad, and I don't know why. I feel like I'm putting on weight. I feel fat. I feel like I've been saving up a lot of things, and don't know what. I might even start reading books."

: Reason why I picked up Bradbury off the shelf.

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The 5th marks my third day of the 30 day shred. I'm feeling better about it. I'll be able to carry shit now. That's good.

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"I haven't decided. Right now I've got an awful feeling I want to smash things and kill things."
"Go take the beetle."
"No, thanks."
"The keys to the beetle are on the night table. I always like to drive fast when I feel that way. You get it up around ninety-five and you feel wonderful. Sometimes I drive all night and come back and you don't know it. It's fun out in the country. You hit rabbits, sometimes you hit dogs. Go take the beetle."