Name:     Anhkharu
IP:       208.242.251.86
Subject:  Re: Aw, nuts!
Email:    Anhkharu@netscape.net
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Article:

Nothing like an angry god to get me going in the morning, a good smiting or two and I'm ready to
start my day, for best reccomended smite levels I reccomend sacrificing a goat on any given
sabbath that should attract a moderate smite but not so much as to destroy you--- --- --- ---
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And here I had my woshipping boots and gloves on and I was all ready to go.
See if I ever decide to woship anyone again... I swear I'm getting disillusioned...
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well since nobody's  been WOShipping me, I thought maybe it was time I used that useless
aggregate of brain cells I haven't yet fried from sniffing airplane glue (it's fun AND cheap!)
to correct it. no wonder my church has been so empty lately. bleh, whatever. I just saw it and
decided to fix it, that's all. --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- ---
                    
Replying to Original Article:(fear the bomb....)
not only is the world still going at 4am, it's going on caffeine and insanity. how cute.
GOALS! if I had any I'd be a driven man. since I don't, I work in an office piddling away hours
until I might be somewhere I've wanted to be for almost a damn year. is it better to be under
the impression you have somewhere to go? something to do? someone to be? I look in the mirror
and have no revelations of who I am or want to be. I see zits and bad hair, which I pop and
comb, in that order.
Life to me is just there. it happens. maybe at the end there's some big gravy train reward for
being a good person, then again, maybe you just get to see some maggots up close and watch them
re-absorb you into the dirt. who knows. WHO CARES!?
if you don't have the answer, and you can't FIND the answer by any reasonably sane means, then
fuck the question. life is life and sometimes it sucks a big one. in my case it's on a daily
basis that I wonder how deep into bizzarro-world I can take myself. hell, it keeps me busy.
and as I type, seeing this odd face and thumb glaring at me like a model from a wallace &
grommit flick, I think that maybe I'm seeing my life from somewhere else, maybe my deathbed. I
have conversations in places, knowing deep down I've been there and done that before. Deja Vu
doesn't define it - it's like key points in my life have been foreshadowed. crazy? shit, it's
4am I'm allowed to be crazy. I wonder if I'll wake up in a wreck, or in a hospital room, or just
come out of this and actually be falling from some 20 story building and have just enough time
to see the nickel on the pavement before I hit it. things to ponder, eh?
and in that case - I don't want to know. let me be a blind fuck and just blunder into whatever
final scenario I may find. ha.
and for my grand finale, watch me get in some weird accident tomorrow and prove myself wrong.
that would be a great end to a weird existance.
SLEEP IS FOR PUSSIES! LONG LIVE THE ZOMBIE!!!