AAAAAAAUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH …
The words just aren’t working. The letters are running away from the words … the words are running away from the sentences … the sentences are running away from the paragraphs … and the paragraphs are running away from the blog.
The blog! OMG. How am I gonna fill some post-space when the words won’t cooperate.
Think, man. Think.
Wait. Stream of consciousness. Sometimes that works.
But sometimes it doesn’t.
Doesn’t. What a silly word that is.
What is.
Life.
What’s life.
Magazine.
How much?
Too much.
That’s life.
Repeat as necessary.
But is it ever really necessary.
Necessity is the mother of invention.
I partied with Frank Zappa and the Mothers of Invention.
Now that was weird.
Fade to black.
Aaaaaand, cut.
That’s a wrap, people.
See you tomorrow.
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