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[_raison_detre]

Strange dreams of late. Not particularly bad, just odd. Seeing people I wouldn't expect to. People i haven't thought about in a long time. It makes me wonder if there really is one of those collective unconcious dream world things like in Sandman. That's the only explanation for it  that I can think of. Either way, I'd like it to stop. Waking up

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[brokenflipflops]

It was indeed an amazing paragraph, (it was Gerald, not Tom, btw.) I'm pretty sure you could write something that amazingly horrid. They give out the award every year!

[_raison_detre]

the funny part is, I don't think it's that horrid of a paragraph. It's juuuuust over the top enough to be geniuse. Anything else and it would be awful.

thanks for the confidence though. Some day, with any luck, I'll write something that bad.

[crickets_eve]

"Gerald began-- but was interrupted by a piercing whistle which cost him ten percent of his hearing permanently, as it did everyone else in a ten-mile radius of the eruption, not that it mattered much because for them "permanently" meant the next ten minutes or so until buried by searing lava or suffocated by choking ash-- to pee."

-Written by Jim Gleeson, 47, of Madison, Wis., winner of San Jose State University's 2007 Bulwer- Lytton Fiction Contest for the worst opening sentence to a nonexistent novel.

come to the YRUU camping trip on Saturday! Matt and I will be visiting for the day. <3