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Hello, my name is Judas Gutenberg and this is my blaag (pronounced as you would the vomit noise "hyroop-bleuach").

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   debilitating pressure
Monday, March 17 2003 [REDACTED]
Today was even more warm and beautiful than yesterday. Gretchen and I sat for what seemed like hours on the concrete slab outside the basement master guestroom and the sun was so hot on my face it was possible for me to imagine how bad things could get here in the dog days of summer.
Gretchen left for a day down in the City and I was alone with Sally and the cats and the dismal news of impending war. I don't know if it was the news or some sort of mysterious flulike illness, but I felt an enormous debilitating pressure developing inside my head, forcing me to take a pain reliever, something I almost never do. Later I took a bath and read an interesting article in the New Yorker about the state of contemporary culture in Russia, particularly the angsty Russian would-be lesbian teenage girl band called Tatu.

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