RANDOM SENTENCES FROM A 1987 JOURNAL
Each page costs one and a half cents, so it makes no sense to even let it cross your mind.
Mike said that Mr. T wanted $25,000 and a Jeep to do Hollywood squares.
I think "Friction" can stand as some sort of proof that I can write a decent lyric.
Went and looked at a 12-string acoustic guitar owned by a woman who played for nuclear disarmament coalition gatherings.
At one end of the table the conversation was about raising seven piglets on a bottle because the mother went dry, and the other end talked about how silicon chips worked, and I didn't know which one to try and join, so I just listened.
If I were typing on a typewriter right now it would seem very loud.
I can't write anymore because I am already asleep.