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May 27, 2005
My head is pounding. It's not even one yet, but my body's thinking it's closing time. Four hours left to ask all the questions I need to before everyone else disappears for the long weekend...as if they'll actually stick around until five on a day like today...at the start of a weekend like this. I see signs of 'Fleet Week' around town...sailors from all over the world here for a quick fling before heading out to sea again. I'd like to slap the smiles off of their faces and get into a good old-fashioned brawl. Yeah, as if I'd win...