Saturday, September 09, 2006
Think this story has a point?
Think again. Old people like this really take away the romanticism of being deranged.
I remember in my younger days, I'd dream of the day I could just babble on in angry, non-linear, Joycean thought. I thought that would be "cool." Well, I grew up, and I learned one thing: it's not "cool."
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