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.

Friday, September 01, 2000

I am in agony here. I definitely slept on my neck the wrong way last night. I have to keep it perfectly straight, or pain ensues. I spent an amusing five minutes in Arabic imagining what would happen if someone came up behind me and yanked on my hair. Most likely situation: I go down in a screaming, writhing heap at their feet. Fun for the whole family. I need a massage. I go in search.

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