27.Mar.2001

yeah

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yeah, well ... well, yeah.

Joe just sat down in the armchair and is now fast asleep. I envy that in him. Sometimes, when I'm feeling ill, I will kindly direct him to the bed so his presence can calm me to sleeping, and he always says, 'But I'm not tired.'

And he falls asleep before I do, anyhow.

Somewhere, somehow, I think I'm being cheated of something.


PS: No, I will never update again. There are no more colour variations with which I can play.

"Here at Harvard, we do not end our sentences with prepositions."
"In that case, which door do I leave from, asshole?"

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time & machine