I'm feeling exceptionally pedestrian today. As though all of my words are crude blocks of wood, my ideas noting but obvious rehashings of everyone else's.
Even this post borest the crap out of me, but I feel compelled to post it. I'm turning into the guy at the party that tells the most mundane stories, and everyone wishes he'd just shut the hell up so they can listen to the music.
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
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