Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
Alas! this blog is
no longer where it is at.
Onwards! (Back to home.)



guts and garters

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

Wednesday, November 21, 2001

At the moment it's so cold that I don't want to put my jeans on. Y'see, they've been sitting on the floor all night, and I know they're going to be bloody freezing.

It's November, dammit! I demand warmer weather! Take pity on the poor benighted Queenslander!

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