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Sunday, September 07, 2003

They say that freaking up is hard to do. Now i know, i know that it's true.

today's post fell right out of my head and onto my keyboard. i had to grab it fast before it slithered away, but when i did, it was very slimy. i dropped it on the floor four or five times, and each time it sort of flopped around like a misguided fish while i scrambled for some oven mitts or a spatula or some other implement of capture. by this time there was a considerable puddle of bluish liquid on the floor, about which nobody was very happy. finally the solution hit me, like an aggravated pigeon. i went and fetched the posthole digger. i was no idiot. i dug a posthole, and in the prescribed 3 to 100 hours, there was the post, lying at the bottom of the hole like a lump of coal at the bottom of not my christmas stocking, because i've always been a good little boy. so i picked it up, brushed off the dirt, gave it clarinet lessons, and slapped it on the internet where it belongs, and where i hope it will become good friends with all of you. care for my post. it's got a good heart.

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