Monday, February 10, 2003

I can see from my last ejaculations that I was in need of sleep, and so I hope that, having had it, my brain and spirit will be able to cut through the Diane Rehm that blares from behind me like some misplaced arhythymical raphound. I spoze I could turn it down, but alas that would take effort, so I think I shall plunder on in faith that actual thought will coil its way through my fingers and into your mind. You could be more forgiving!


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