Friday, April 04, 2003
Hmmm. Not much not much. But the loud sturdy gong of pestilence still lasoos(??) my consciousness. Today was another day. Of that i am succeedingly proud. IT was also another day involving lab writups. Writ, as it were, to toke the life bulbs and steal their sweet virtue. I am aghast. 7 hours (over the course of several days) after commencement, of lab work writing, i am more backed up on labs than i were beforehand. Mayhaps the striken hand of hard work has finally fallen off the broken cart wheel.
As for that. I am a tired old man, without the age to prove it. ANd sleep calls me. I must remember to get my blog running propper over the weekend.
As for that. I am a tired old man, without the age to prove it. ANd sleep calls me. I must remember to get my blog running propper over the weekend.
I'm bad at vulnerability I like to tie off places Where mess might hide Might wander in to introduce themself Until I'm all kn...
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Are the bandaid To staunch The bleeding heart.
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Late It's practically done, more or less Plus or minus it's my best Effort if you squint and side-eye It. I'm sure it will get b...
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How many Reformed people does it take to change a light bulb? CHANGE!?! Begone heretic!