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morose and peppered with self loathing, but HEY! it ryhmes...sorta

part one of three journal entries written a month before my dad passed away

written for SP II - rusty but real....

a lame effort to extract my cerebrum from my anus - and come back to writing...

an open letter to my Cafe Friends

Pretend you're reading my diary...get a pillow and a blankie - you'll be asleep soon.

the first meandering pseudo intellectual rant of the new year...well ok, it's not that either.

So like, how does WC now the titles to my posts before I post them? Is it psychic? Or is it a random virtual tracking cookie of epic proportions.

a little eclectic guitar music for your morning...or evening...

another one of those 'Godpoems'