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W00t is me.
Not able to sleep, not a bit, even, and it's closing in on Four-O-Clock. This kind of thing happens more now than it used to, but at least this time I can say "Oh, well, I didn't sleep well last night, and then I drank all that Mountain Dew so it's only natural I'd be unable to sleep."
The more I write about Silus, the more it becomes a Quixodyssey. I've thought about having a giant monstrous space entity that sort of POOFS Silus into an extra-dimensional pocket and menaces him with his one red glowing near-sighted eye, and failing to connect with his writhing tentacles because of a serious lack of depth perception. This sort of thing makes me laugh.
Maybe I'll get enough money from my parents to buy Erika's present. If not, I'll have to come up with something else as good. I really, sometimes, regret not having a steady income so I can do things like buy presents and go out to eat...or, hell, even stay in and eat. Then, though, I realize I've got it pretty good, and, until that all collapses, why shouldn't I do what makes me happy? Rarely do people get that chance. I'm not only doing it for myself, baby, it's for a thousand wall-eyed wage slaves.
Sure, whatever keeps you on the couch, son.
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2004-08-23 03:38
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So this is what happens when I come home for the weekend and am cleaning out my old links on my parents computer...I found the link to akpcep and decided to find out if you had died yet...oh well... :-P....Just thought I would drop a message and say hi! If you finish that Matrix game and need betas, I have some friends who can break and bend any system to its limits....
MOrrigan
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