Saturday, December 11, 2010

Musings (5)

randomly coming across writing that is pure genius makes me feel like an illiterate buffoon.

(i initially wrote "retard" instead of "illiterate buffoon" then realised that retards live in their own world of colourful whimsy and that i'm not worthy of the description)

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Epiphanous rambling

I went for a bit of a walk this morning. The silly cat wakes me up at 5.30 on the dot anyway, demanding food, so I thought might as well and...