Wednesday, March 07, 2007

The Waxing and Waning

As my attention wanes, my tension waxes.

How lovely is the moon on a moonless night.

The weight of the world is more upon my lower back than actual shoulders.

Buy Goo Newtons. Now with even more trans-fat.



Doctors In Spring Never Even Yell Such Utterly Colorful Kingly Stories.

Long live Eek! the Cat!

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