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Sunday, February 12, 2006

Hmm... writing style for us AC(or is it just 416 alumni) bloggers is changing rapidly. More seriousness now, i imagine. Course, there are some exceptions. But from my last walkabout, most of us are pretty sober. I wonder whats causing this change. I mean, yes, its good to be serious from time to time, God help me, i've been there too(am i there now?) But i always, always,always,always, come back to where i started. Is that my failling or am i the sanest person around.(NOTE: ABOUT TO GO WAY WAYWAY OF TOPIC...ill pick this train of thought again tommorow, perhaps...)

Ha.

Funny thing about sanity. When you think you lost it, you still have it. When you know you have found it, you just lost it. And the rest of the time... your just another crazy hairless ape ,my friend (ever noticed how when people end a setence like this, they mean it in another way? Dammit, im not home anymore.. early late nights indeed.)

Haha.

After all that's happened(and it wasnt much), why am i still here(which isnt here anymore). What happened, i wonder. and when. That's important too... or it is. What an optimistic concept, Time, for dead men in denial (not the river... not just the river).Soapbox opera for the worms.

HahaHA.

What they say, anyway... just another patchwork man, full of patchwork plans. A soul of saturday morning and the sin of late sunday night? Ironic? Perhaps,perhaps not.(AC/DC altar indeed.Lies,lies,lies on Channel pi.) Book for a spine, shattered records for teeth?(If you gaze for long into an Abyss, The Ábyss gazes also into you?)Commercials in the life-blood. Reruns are the memories? A Sown together with floss and used nooses (which is a funny word, mind you, cause of the 'oo' sound.)

HahaHAhe

Can't remember what i wanted to say. Lost it again. Itll come back one day, ill wager. But now its gone. For now, i suppose.

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Rememberrememberrememberememberemember.
What?
I forget.




Cynically Shakespeare, deadly danish pastry?(the vikings all dead though)


Exeunt Charlatan 10:51 PM