so exhausted. eyes watering, back sore. feel like i must have put in too much screen time, the old neuro-net disoriented by computer emissions. to make matters worse, my gastronomic processeses are on the fritz - badly so - leaving me dehydrated. "until he died... of dysentery." - christopher walken, pulp fiction. a hell of a way to go out
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Anyway, I guess what I'm trying to say is: Hang in there...You don't have it that bad, really! Try answering the phone everytime it rings, saying the same thing repeadedly and trying to make the same words sound meaningful (Good morning/afternoon, Marketwire). God Bless answering machines! Ever do that experiment where you say the same word over and over again until it loses meaning? Yeah, that's my job!
All in all, at least we have love...and the greatest thing is, you don't need to say anything at all to express it! ^^
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