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, February 21, 2003

Speaking of "who the %&$# was that?", the phone rang at 2am last night. By the time I'd figured out it wasn't a dream, or some weird alarm, and actually picked it up, whoever it was had hung up.

That is not socially acceptable behaviour. Bad monkey.

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