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The title says it all really: this has the excerpts and extracts of my, and other people's, lives. Occasionally I inflict poetry on people.
The title says it all really: this has the excerpts and extracts of my, and other people's, lives. Occasionally I inflict poetry on people.
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But ... you were saying before how you were looking forward to the extra hour's sleep!
Don't bring logic into this! By the time this morning had rolled around I'd forgotten all that stuff. I make no claims to logical coherence and accessible short term memory when I've just woken up.
Technically it was the end of daylight savings
By the way, people are wishing you well over on your feed :-)
I sympathise. I had a similiar experience. I hope your cold is better now.
And, this doesn't actually have anything to do with your post, but I saw it and since you play Frisbee, I thought I'd share:
Frisbeetarianism is the belief that when you die, your soul goes up on the roof and gets stuck. - George Carlin
I'm not sure what it has to do with anything, but it was an amusing image.
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