Wednesday, August 22, 2007

I'm back from being gone.

Maybe I should have left a note on the fridge. Life is more important than you internet, get used to it. Particularly when those things in life have tits. Girl tits. And a leaked copy of Bioshock. That's a one two punch. Expect words tomorrow. Lots of words.

There's no earthly way of knowing / Which direction we are going / There's no knowing where we're rowing / Or which way the river's flowing / Is it raining? / Is it snowing? / Is a hurricane a-blowing? / Not a speck of light is showing / So the danger must be growing / Are the fires of hell a-glowing? / Is the grisly reaper mowing? / Yes, the danger must be growing / 'Cause the rowers keep on rowing / And they're certainly not showing / Any signs that they are slowing.

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