Jul. 9th, 2003

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If wishes were fishes the cardboard box would be overflowing. Green. Green I tell you, green from the chocolate, mmmm chocolate. Difficult trying to connect the hyperlinks from my brain this morning, lyrics always seem relevant when you want to hear something. Just coincidence and us struggling for something to connect ourselves to to make ourselves more real. Real like the last circles of the ampitheatres that still dot the world leaving empty echos back to a world before. But the sea rolls on anyway, an endless cycle of wave and reuse. Falling, flowing, rejoining. Product of the centuries. Poignant. Doom. Doomdoom doom doooom doom doom doom dooooooom doomy doomy doomy doomdoomdoom. That last note always hangs and falls.
Bleh. SOmewhere I'll find the next move on the boad, board of wood wood of board. Boardy boardy boarding, did that really make that much difference, separation, disjunction, conjunction, three piece train set going around and around in it's own little world. Faces watching, control, was that was it was all about a world. A dictator andn overlord of the rolling lines of track. Choo Choo. Boo Boo. Picnic basket. Mmmm picnics. Hmmm food, neccessity, bre neccesity of life, gotta think about those bare nbeccessities, gotta catch them all. Line them up one by one. Two by two. Into the arc, into the pot. Pot the arc, arc the plot, plot the arc. Geography, geometry, geoscience, georaspberry, berry berry on the wall who's the reddest of them all. But you fixed the vote by bribing the judged. Mint. Minty minty. Lamb chop. Chop chop, chop suey, seuz canal, and always back to the rhino.
Rhino factor is in full effect. Caution, may contain small firearms unsuitable for children and grown adults. Please step back before the train leaves the station or the leaves will attack the train, big pointy toothed leaves gnawing on the track. Never could find them for my model. It was all going to be so real, such grand designs lost in a dream from a magazine. Clip. 30 rounds. 25 rounds. Roundabout, roundaway roundoff, soundoff, one two. Three four, knock on the door.
Well that's a bit better.

Flying

Jul. 9th, 2003 09:51 am
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As usual, I have no idea where this came from.

A story, a lesson )
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You know what this means, so this is here in case you forget.
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If I become more random, blame Everything 2 Meep!

Disclaimer

Jul. 9th, 2003 01:18 pm
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Seen on a packet of fags today, as usual "Smoking kills"
No big news there, but how far can this go? I mean, smoking isn't exactly the only dangerous habit known that we court danger with, should beer bottles be labeled with "Turns you into a drunken idiot. Destroys your liver" should cars have big stickers on their bonnets that say "Caution: May run you over.", fatty foods have "Will make you fat", tubs of paint have "Do not drink", saws with "Not for use on humans."
Or maybe just things are that obvious they don't require lawsuits, or maybe common sense is steadily becoming a thing of the past.
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Well the workday is nearly over which means I'll be escaping off soon and then after a quick stint of gaming I'll be off to fly to exotic climes.
So you all be good and behave yourselves while I'm away or there'll be no US pixie crack for any of you.

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