Tuesday, April 7, 2009

04.07.2009

So I was just walking, nice day out, perhaps enough caffeine today to qualify for mania status, and as I passed a restaurant I could see the bartender talking to a patron and the sun reflected on his eyes in a most creepy manner. Stark white. Vacuous. Soulless. And as my head is constantly going a million miles a minute, this somehow brings me to, 'man it would totally suck to be a robot'. And then it hit me like a thousand hyperactive children jumping up and down, begging for ice cream. Inspiration. Mania. And so it begins, again...

Ah! I wish I had time to write more!!

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