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August 22nd, 2005

a curious sense of isolation

I'm feeling a little more anonymous than I like to this past coupla days.

I've also not had my usual caffeine intake during this time. A connection?

So, in the Archetypically Dull Topic of Conversation vein, can you believe August 22nd is actually a little chilly? Here as late as noon, even? What goes on? Is this the beginning of the apocalypse? Should I be preppin' for the rapture? Perhaps my fellow Michiganders and -geese aren't astonished, but Where I Come From these are the dog days. On accounta a dog just lays there with its tongue out, lookin' dead except for the rapid heaving of the chest and the drooly trail of sweat.
 
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