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"Do I contradict myself? Very well, I contradict myself. I am vast. I contain multitudes." -Walt Whitman |
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:malicious user:
Saturday, January 24, 2004
god shuffled his feet and smirked.
soundtrack:
the sound of my own sneezing, wheezing, and nose blowing
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i am sick.
sick like a dog.
death warmed over.
there will be no blogworthy blogging this evening.
except to say that i got the boxspring back.
the damned thing doesn't fit up the stairs.
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