Have for several days, and it will continue.
I'm not all that thrilled with it, but in my exhaustion I no longer car any more.
Let it snow.
I can't stop it.
The ground is so saturated with moisture that water is leaking between the floor and the front wall of the basement of the bookstore.
There is a large puddle.
No books have been harmed.
My mind is numb.
So is my body.
I don't really care about anything right now.
Sleep deprivation is my friend when I want to feel loopy.
Or very mean and angry.
Or both.
I feel like rambling.
I am rambling.
I hope you all.... do something.... that doesn't... suck.
Squakbox is dead.
posted by F.G. Shaw @ 5:53 PM
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