Stanford just called back to make sure that I was doing ok... which is good.
What is bad is my brain running rampant in the gutter.... crap... did he like me so much he's going to ask me to come back for more????
No more garden hoses for me, thanks.
All of us get lost in the darkness
Dreamers learn to steer by the stars
All of us do time in the gutter
Dreamers turn to look at the cars
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