Monday, October 21, 2002


Rough rain rolls down glass
trapped inside, warm but alone
no out, strange grey wall

Mmm..;.. rabbits. It's 9:44, I went to bed at 2,
and I've been up for 3 something hours. Great
birthday - we missed your presence (and your
presents :P) Crustily gorgeous beer festival,
typically redeeming curry, and drinks in the
puce tower of my home. There's nice.

yours, laughing in the inferno,


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