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I tried pencil. It helps. I still don't like it. No matter how indoctrinated with progressive ideas you like to think your society is, your inherent femaleness always overwhelms your senses outside CSPAC at 3:30 in the morning and you can never fully enjoy the nighttime solitude you crave. And that pisses me off. But I like being by myself. Because what are you when you're not around other people? You just are. Dialogues and soliloquies live on funny parallel planes. FIN. 4:08 a.m., Tuesday, Oct. 04, 2005 |
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