Saturday Apr 01, 2006

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I had a beautiful little dialogue with my self typed up in this little white box. IT would have shed a little light on the creatures running around in my head right now. Then as I moved my mouse down to my old friend, the save entry button. I see nothing but blue and a string of numbers dumped somewhere from my couputers memory. I dont blame him. I do the same thing everyday after work. And in a more litteral sense then i can tell you. But I am still about to throw my machine through a window. Maybe I will try again later. I'm off to watch gone in 60 secs. Angelina is calling me.

-roguemind robot
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I hate when that shit happens. I hate it most when I really wanted to let things go from my mind, and then it all gets erased. For me, its only in that moment that I actually want to make the effort to type it all out. But hopefully you'll make the effort again and I'll get to read what you originally wrote.

Its a good thing you didn't throw your computer out the window because the is the way we communicate the most. smile

And thanks for deleting my address, I thought it was harmless at the time, but now I'm kind of weird about it. Hah... I just remembered some of the people that actually came to Spencer's when I was working there and it was really uncomfortable.

And thanks for your comment. biggrin

edited because ... well, yeah.

[Edited on Apr 01, 2006 2:18PM]

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