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bumble
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blech, or something
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Jun 11 20:15 UTC 2001 |
I woke up today to the frantic clip-clop clip-clop of my mind racing
away, tried to catch it as it plowed through the half closed door and
realized too late that its ohh so rapid egress from its once comfy home
was the spongy sockects of sleeping eyes and they just werent up to
snuff as all i could see was my own unshaven chin as i smacked head
first full out into the door frame and tripped over a dream I could
have sworn was thrown out in yesterdays trash.
So BLAH!
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arianna
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response 1 of 2:
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Jun 12 18:12 UTC 2001 |
is this your normal morning routien, joe? if so I feel sorry for the doorjam,
gettin' smacked by yo' big ol' haid ever' morning. d=
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bumble
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Jun 15 13:32 UTC 2001 |
hehe, i'm not entirely sure what this is...every once in a while I
think "I should write something" then some short piece of garbage comes
out, and TADA..hehe.
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