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I have been writing like a man possessed. It's absolutely fantastic, accessible, creepy, kooky, heartfelt, cool as shit stuff, too. Well, if any of you ever see it in any medium, I think you'd dig it. Here's hoping to that someday soon. It has been written. Now it must be experienced.

Whew. Many days cooped up with thousands of words flowing from somwhere deep down inside. I like working with personal stuff, only making it crazier, cooler, neater.

Must get it into the hands of the people who can take my horrible ugly baby and make it beautiful, or at least even the face out a little bit.

Life is great when you're riding a creative high. Must keep creating, or else I'll crash and burn knowing I have a new SHITTY job to look forward to. Yay for me. Here's hoping I pass the piss test and get back to working the grueling hard labor graveyard shift. Wee. Me and physical labor. She's my mistress, and I hate her, love her, hate her, love her. Last time I did this sort of work, I lose forty pounds in three months. I wonder what'll happen to me this time. Tomorrow should be fun. Food from Auntie Chang's, Battle Royale, and maybe Charlie's Angels. Good thing I should have money again. Heh.