honestly ,who gas?pathology of a quasi quack
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Friday, September 26, 2008

830 on a sat morning...

 I know I said there's gonna be a long rambling post.

There was, in my head.
Then it talked itself to death. In no way was that my fault.

Recently I find it more and more difficult to hold an actual decent conversation.
Perhaps I have nothing to say in the first place.

It feels like being perpetually in a heavy cloud of haze.
Can't really breath or see where you're heading.
And every time one attempts to scream, you choke on that putrid thick air.
(ultimate suayness is when it's so pungent you regurgitate a little, then because it's rude to puke you have to swallow it back)

I am quite gross. Now back to drinking my juice. And just to leave you a better taste in your mouth...
Presenting the manja cat :


I want a cat...
p/s: by the way, in retrospective.. this is a long rambling post after all cuz... a picture says a thousand word... hur hur hur. i am lame.


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