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.

Wednesday, May 30, 2001

I have over 3000 words of notes for my yoga essay. I have a rough outline. I have no idea how to make this essay happen. In fifteen minutes I will sit down and make it so.

I will.

I should have been doing it all day, except I was writing my German essay. And it took me all day because I was role-playing all day at the same time. Excellent scene, though. Lots of fun. Except it annoys me when I'm ready and raring to keep going, and all the Americans have to go to sleep. Soft. You're all soft!

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