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Wallow in the spite of my synapses. Shovel through the thick thrush of rhetoric syrup and post-mundanity with a fecund dire of loquaciousness. Hail to the caustically imbued verbose,. Swollen and bloated with the presumption and eventuality of nothingness;. Artifice is the pre-requisite of reality and its vengeful antithesis. Sunday, August 22, 2004. What is worth reporting? A myriad of activities, events, various tiers of non-importance clogging the windpipe of opportunity and reason? Dvd with her. ...
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Wallow in the spite of my synapses. Shovel through the thick thrush of rhetoric syrup and post-mundanity with a fecund dire of loquaciousness. Hail to the caustically imbued verbose,. Swollen and bloated with the presumption and eventuality of nothingness;. Artifice is the pre-requisite of reality and its vengeful antithesis. Saturday, January 01, 2005. People Can Fly Project. Whats left . . .
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Wallow in the spite of my synapses. Shovel through the thick thrush of rhetoric syrup and post-mundanity with a fecund dire of loquaciousness. Hail to the caustically imbued verbose,. Swollen and bloated with the presumption and eventuality of nothingness;. Artifice is the pre-requisite of reality and its vengeful antithesis. Monday, June 28, 2004. Just had momentous welcome for poor Dawn today. A few of the scattered sheaths pulled together forming a mosaic shard of today's afternoon. To Italy here we go.
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Wallow in the spite of my synapses. Shovel through the thick thrush of rhetoric syrup and post-mundanity with a fecund dire of loquaciousness. Hail to the caustically imbued verbose,. Swollen and bloated with the presumption and eventuality of nothingness;. Artifice is the pre-requisite of reality and its vengeful antithesis. Friday, March 25, 2005. What do you call yourself? Is it, therefore, an intellectually conceived perception of the perception of oneself? How about that. For an entry. Sipping Douba...
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Wallow in the spite of my synapses. Shovel through the thick thrush of rhetoric syrup and post-mundanity with a fecund dire of loquaciousness. Hail to the caustically imbued verbose,. Swollen and bloated with the presumption and eventuality of nothingness;. Artifice is the pre-requisite of reality and its vengeful antithesis. Tuesday, December 02, 2003. I'm in love with a play. How screwed up can that get? Oh my gosh, what a play it exudes. More when I have recovered from my booze nights.
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Wallow in the spite of my synapses. Shovel through the thick thrush of rhetoric syrup and post-mundanity with a fecund dire of loquaciousness. Hail to the caustically imbued verbose,. Swollen and bloated with the presumption and eventuality of nothingness;. Artifice is the pre-requisite of reality and its vengeful antithesis. Sunday, May 29, 2005. Out the room, down the hall, through the yard, to the wall. Slashing fiercely, left and right, Lance escaped them and took flight! Monday, May 23, 2005. Though...
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Wallow in the spite of my synapses. Shovel through the thick thrush of rhetoric syrup and post-mundanity with a fecund dire of loquaciousness. Hail to the caustically imbued verbose,. Swollen and bloated with the presumption and eventuality of nothingness;. Artifice is the pre-requisite of reality and its vengeful antithesis. Saturday, July 24, 2004. The sum of us, the integral of compensation, of incipiency, of fundamentalism or at least what I would like to believe so. Rashomon won play of the year.
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Wallow in the spite of my synapses. Shovel through the thick thrush of rhetoric syrup and post-mundanity with a fecund dire of loquaciousness. Hail to the caustically imbued verbose,. Swollen and bloated with the presumption and eventuality of nothingness;. Artifice is the pre-requisite of reality and its vengeful antithesis. Sunday, March 28, 2004. I am left naked, exfoliated. If you could even remember my screams. I miss my old life desprately. I walked back to ACJC drama room and peered long and h...
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Wallow in the spite of my synapses. Shovel through the thick thrush of rhetoric syrup and post-mundanity with a fecund dire of loquaciousness. Hail to the caustically imbued verbose,. Swollen and bloated with the presumption and eventuality of nothingness;. Artifice is the pre-requisite of reality and its vengeful antithesis. Monday, September 08, 2003. CAn you believe it? I've been so stagnant.Well. Lets get down to recalling past days. I went home feeling sinful. Tuesday, September 02, 2003.