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Grex > Poetry > #91: Frayed neurons and frying gray matter. | |
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lumen
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Frayed neurons and frying gray matter.
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Jun 2 03:24 UTC 1999 |
Can't you hear it
sizzling, popping,
and burning
inside my skillet of a skull?
All systems are on overload
and I'm not sure how long the
motherboard can handle it.
Feeeel that encephalous pressure
begging to explode it into a
pulpy mess!
I hate the deadlines of finals..
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lumen
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response 1 of 8:
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Jun 2 03:25 UTC 1999 |
not to mention this quarter has been especially bad..
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orinoco
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response 2 of 8:
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Jun 3 22:16 UTC 1999 |
"encephalous pressure" - I love it!
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cloud
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response 3 of 8:
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Jun 4 00:54 UTC 1999 |
Uhm, what does "encephalous" mean?
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flem
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response 4 of 8:
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Jun 4 02:31 UTC 1999 |
I felt like this at work today. :)
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lumen
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response 5 of 8:
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Jun 4 06:45 UTC 1999 |
resp:3 that which partains to the brain.
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arianna
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response 6 of 8:
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Jun 7 11:46 UTC 1999 |
oh hell yeah, I empathize -- thank goodness I'm not in school right now.
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lumen
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response 7 of 8:
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Jun 15 02:29 UTC 1999 |
It was worth it, and now I'm in Ann Arbor. Woo hooo!!
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bookworm
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response 8 of 8:
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Jun 17 20:20 UTC 1999 |
I like this one, Jon. Good Stuff.
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