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Did you know that I can get a comparable computer at nearly half the price? Oh boy. I can hear the hoof beats of the Jobs-ites bearing down on me as I type. Let's try something else for now.
So I got out tonight. I'm out and I'm by myself. Well, except for that lady over there. Oh and that one and her daughter too. Oh, and him, and him and them. And those people there. Ok, I guess I'm not as alone as I was trying to lead you to believe. Yeah, I was leading you on, what of it? It was fun while it lasted, wasn't it? What can I say, the name fits my personality better than I'd like it to sometimes. But is it the name that's dictating the way I react, or is it me trying to form my personality it what I want it to be? There's a head scratcher for you.
Hang on. Break to check a message...
Nothing to report. Life continues to tick by. Sometimes I wish I could reach out and grab a hold of time. Of a certain moment and never let it slip away, as I'm sure everyone would like. Time is wily like that. Never known a person that could outwit time. It'll sneak up on you like a tiger in the grass and pounce, ripping every square inch of the skin on your body to little streamer ribbons, flowing in the wind. Sometimes it'll bear down on you like a freight train. Like a freight train does on a person who's trapped in their car, which just stalled on the tracks, and who's door won't open. Sometimes it greets you with a smile and caresses your cheek, whispering sweet nothings in your ear as it slips a knife into you between the fourth and fifth ribs.
Reality check...
Pesky thing, that. Reality. You know? What? You thought this was going to be about zombies and vampires? LOL...
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