Friday, April 04, 2003

Ah, the past that fades away, unsatisfactory stops that are never truly ends. Once, long ago, a person saved me from despair. Time has passed by so far that one can never repair the thread that simply stopped abruptly, never offer thanks. Bob The Time Traveling Chicken. Heh. What a name, what a time! The world, the world, the is still a very strange place. And, for the record, I still don't think that Sarah McLachlan is the ultimate "fuck album", despite all the girls that have told me that. Here's to you, doc.

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