Misquoting Palahniuk As Modern Aphorism
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Shivering, slipping awake too often, dreams of aluminum bats and mornings of unrestedness. Anxiety, haunting my steps, shiver, quake, shiver. Slowly but surely, pressing on my temples until the grinding gives way to magma and I'm agonous again. Three for three, but the work is good. While this process sucks, give me enough time, on a long enough time frame the probability rises to 1.
Slip, slide, slip. I was too tired to really enjoy it, but the emptiness of the mountain helps empty myself and the conditions were lovely. Gold poured out over the inlet, if nothing else it was gorgeous. I fell on a box, but that's what you get when you do features bigger than you can handle. I'm fine, I'll spend some time on the smaller park when I'm feeling more awake.
Currently Listening: Tegan and Sara - The Con (album d/l)
Written On: Home Computer