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, December 10, 2000

This is harking back to the halcyon days of my first year of university, when I never went to bed before two and suffered not at all for it. Only problem is it was more like four last night, and I am suffering mightily. I'm not used to this any more. A year of decent sleep has made me soft.

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