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.

Tuesday, October 21, 2003

Why I love my Male, reason #lots:

"i'm having lunch on friday with the girls (i steadfastly refuse to call them the angels) (possibly because there are four of them, possibly because it would be tacky, but most likely because that would make me bill murray) (and i'm not going down that role unless i get one of those plasma-nebulising cannon things) (and sigourney weaver, because she is a useful thing to have around) (although everyone around her always dies of aliens) to which you are obviously invited."

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