Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Stop and smell the creosote

Man, am I bored.
Man, am I sick.
Man, am I tired of laying around all day.
Man, am I taking a lot of medications.

I crave salt, and ice cream, and a freshly made bed, and unclogged sinuseseseseseses, and the cool side of the pillow, and some raspberry jello with cool whip on top, and an end to the madness, and peace on earth, and a radio station that plays what I want to hear when I want to hear it, and fewer Ben Stiller movies, make that no Ben Stiller movies ...

And I've just lost the will to post, and wasn't Will Post the Attorney General under Calvin Coolidge?

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