Day 3: September 21, 2005 Wednesday Hump of Woe

...s'always somefin like dis: 2 nieces, one on Coke, one handicapped with backfiring expectations, both on the verge of SYSTEM FAILURE along with their overtaxed mother:

"24 Years In The Making!!!"

Human tragedy arisen from soap operaesque beginnings attenuating into a sustained and infectuous misery. And, there is nothing I can do about it.

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Item 2: what kind of stupid blog is this? It has no pinwheeling drawings llustrating my moods, no vote tallies on topics of interest, no whiz bang doo-dads at all. Just text. I must be the least enlightened blogger on god's green blogspace. So unprepared am I for the future to occur, that I have no plans to research any of this crapola.

Item x: my job, what is it? gray and taciturn, I sit and wait

Item y: life is short

Item c: Suddenly, it seems like all movies are shit. Network TV seems better than cable/satellite, but even so, only a small fraction of it is tolerable.

Item 6: How depressing that there might not be such a thing as space aliens.

AH HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!