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.

Monday, June 18, 2001

Five am, and I'm still awake. It's not even a stretch when you roleplay all night. Should I push on until dawn? I would, but there's a guy in Spain telling me I should get some sleep. I'll show him. I'll give his characer a heart-attack. Muahaha.

The sky outside looks like it's on fire already, lights on the clouds again. I've been looking at it all night, burning out my window. There won't be much sunrise to be seen.

But I honestly don't care.

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