A Black Feather, A poison pen... ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- hmmm...politics or meaningless minutiae the wind kicked a burning fragment of clove onto my arm while i took a smoke break... i have a 3rd degree burn the size of a small lentil on my left arm now. Stubbed my toe this morning, still hurts...if it doesn't feel better before i go to bed i may just chop the fucking thing off was surprised to see, based on my most recent check, that even though i've been dodging my insulin, my sugar levels have been respectable blah blah blah... i'm such a fucking bore 6:27 p.m. - 2004-05-06 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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