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  dancing queen 2001-04-12 - 1:36 a.m. - +
clix?

I wish I had a river ... and a /keyboasrd

I... am ... annoyed...

My keyboard has relapsed into weirdness. Making it diFficult to type properly. So I think this will be a short entry. I can't be bothered.

And of course it's easter holiday so I can't buy a replacement. So I daren't try the soaking yet. Since it'll most likely lead to me killin it completely.

Anyway. Here's a little crap I wrote yesterday:

Sometimes i suFfer From the illusion that I can write something really beautiFUL. tHAT I CAN CONJURE UP ALL THESE EMOTIONS. bECAUSE i DO FEEL THINGS. i HAVE Feelings. And deep thoughts. It happens. But I guess not much of it makes its way to plume. And that's okay. But then I sit and listen to Radiohead and i get this sense that I need to be able to make people feel, that I need to be able to convey emotions like thom or billy or whoever. And inevitably I fail. So when I can't write something like that then i can at least write it with a wacky new keyboard so it looks funny.

Sorry. My brain started working for a moment and it screwed stuff up.

Yeah yea. What was I thinking`? I don't /know.

[edit] hehe. My keyboard inserted some characters that somehow screwed up the html of entry. I corrected it after 30 secs so no one saw it I hope. It was weird. Lots of strange symbols. I love you guys... [/edit]

Remind me to tell the dsl story tomorrow. And to curse my brother to hell.

Sigh.

(I apologize for this)

G'night, "¤&/(/%#/#¤!"!¤#"%%%&(()/"¤"

nw: program about David Berkowitz

...the emergence of profiling...

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clix



weeet spiffy weeet
try to understand
the ones I love and their demands
so unfair when they can't see
that I'm the boy who really needs

your love i suppose

I just want peace
diaryland
to be free at last

you can watch me bleed