The Escapist's Theory of a Parallel Universe
Sometimes, when you catch a glimpse of heaven, you suddenly wonder if you've been shot dead. And when the reality sinks in that you're not, you try your very best to grasp the things intangible to you, or probably act normal, and you turn up a dweeb.For the most part of it, a quarter of a pedantic that you are, one gets hold of the Merriam Webster, only to be mortified because no words suffice the description for the occurrence.
Whew. October. Two days. Gaaaad.
"work out your priorities with fear and trembling and ...lalalala"
hmmm..
Labels: Still looking at my palms
posted by Randyh @ Tuesday, October 02, 2007
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