May 14th, 2002

Porcupine

The death of innocence

Little did we know how innocent we were in the 70es, when one person's bikini was another's fantasy.

I remember when holding hands was still enough to make our bodies tingle with excitement and our heads swim with dizzy anticipation. Now what? Like the infamous frog in lukewarm water, we failed to notice as the heat was turned up, degree by degree, until we got where we are today. Yaoi, tentacle hentai, and mailboxes overflowing with offers of cattle sex and unnaturally sized appendages.
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Porcupine

Meh

I had an appointment today to further treat my arm. I was absolutely sure it was tomorrow and did not even look it up on my pocket PC. I did not even carry it on me, or it would have warned me an hour in advance. I almost always have my computer on me or on the desk here. Clearly my subconscious wants me to not get any better. That way I can quit my work and live on disability pension. I won't be able to afford the phone bills, but when I get Morrowind I may never need phone bills again...
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