http://www.furiousnads.com/2008/05/not-here/ You're furious. I never taught you to sing. You carry rocks in your head and pitch them. Without warning. Happy drunk. You're furious. I beg you for sin. I beg your skin. You buy a whore. Don't give her water. You're furious. Sun, 12 Oct 2008 23:57:31 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.5 http://www.furiousnads.com/2008/05/not-here/#comment-619 mellex Fri, 09 May 2008 01:21:01 +0000 http://www.furiousnads.com/?p=2215#comment-619 Yes, odd how it can crop up like that. Currently I'm having the experience of being repeatedly beat over the head with the reality as I print out more than 50 Remembrance announcements and I slowly become surrounded by card after card after card littered with his name and like some kind of crazy Jack from The Shining moment at the typewriter... Yes, odd how it can crop up like that. Currently I’m having the experience of being repeatedly beat over the head with the reality as I print out more than 50 Remembrance announcements and I slowly become surrounded by card after card after card littered with his name and like some kind of crazy Jack from The Shining moment at the typewriter…

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