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Monday, November 03, 2003

shitters.. i'm still stuck on my euro lit essay. my posing as a smart alecky is doublecrossing me really badly. thought i'll do "reflections on the act of writing". thought it was "interesting" to focus on apollinaire, zola and gide.

so dEAD wrong. i've been having constipated thoughts for the whole day.

and then the uncanny struck once again at my house.

these few days all my electrical appliances,
most of them have to do with my quintessential entertainment set,
sound system, vcd, etc.
have been circuit fried.
when the vcd fried,
it trapped my cds in it.
miles davis is actually keeping the peace
for once.
But just five minutes ago
the live cracker of the family
the darling with the 25 inch grin
the sony tv
got fried!!!
Dad said it smoked a little.
yeah it smoked a little and
now it's demise is telling all of us
to kick the addiction.
control station to God,
"very nice move".

posted by happyhannon at 1:26 AM