Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
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guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Sunday, July 09, 2000

The very reason I only buy white socks is demonstrated by the way I stumble out of bed, bleary-eyed, and grab whatever footwear and accoutrements are closest to hand. At least this way, I'm never odd-socked.

One more day of this horrible, horrible employment to go, and then I can go back to university and get some rest. Yes, that was tried and tested irony.

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