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August 13, 2005
if N.E. Bawdy happens to be paying a tension...
the time has come…
I will now go through a classick blahger’s rite of passage:
“I’m sorry I haven’t written for so long. The white-out (so to speak) can be ATRIButed for the most part to two unusual and concurrent phenomena:
1) I have no internet access (nor a home, for that matter), and,
2) I have managed to take the addiction to a new personal high (STS^), but in doing so, I have found myself so busy procurring, preparing, and partaking of the product itself, that there is left little to know thyme for pondering my patheticness. “
Not to worry, though; I have kept scratchnotes and numbers. The latest for the accountants is yesterday’s by::
+10, r, d.livery to the iceburg dead house (more on this and the rest later)
Things is happenin’. I’ll see to it that they do here as well. (Blawwwger Rite of Passage/Cliche #253: The Ol’ Promise To Do Better.)
[The corollary BRoP/C #X is, I’d guess: The unfounded arrogant assumption that anybody in the wide, flat world gives a fuck about your or my webFlog.]
fPeace.
Posted by peligrito at August 13, 2005 5:24 AM
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