Monday, May 30, 2005

Time to go shopping

None of my clothes seem like me anymore. I want to give away 80% of what's in my closet and in my mind. None of that shit fits me anymore. I want to erase all the formerly true but now just a memory that gets replayed in your memory bank when you think of me. OR when under stress or stupidity I run that fucking program over.

When I go to get dressed all I see is empty shells, shed skin, nostalgia...and we all know how much I hate nostalgia. But wait...why does my mental computer still run those same routines and sub routines..right under my nose..ha..even when the look, the GUI has changed..deeper level reprograming is in order. AND, fuck, I goddamn know how to do it...The ..paridise...


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