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harsh - Friday, October 28, 2005 09:06 am
Was that last entry a little harsh?
Sorry about that, only spilling my feelings onto the page
I can't wait to go out tonight. To be free in th world.
I hate it when women wear perfume that is so strong it seems as if they
have spread it over every single square inch of skin they could find
And it's never a good smell either, it's always  that
godawful smell that makes you want to vomit.
The worst is getting in an elevator with them, being
trapped inside the little metal box with these people that think
that they smell great, but in fact are causing my innards to work in reverse
You know who I'm talking about.  You've probably worked with that
lady before.  You just want to say "argh! you smell terrible! go in a corner and die!"
But you can't because that's not polite.  I hope Kat is okay.  She never came home
last night.  Even though I am pretty pissed off at her right now, I am still concerned
with her health....  So once I verify she's okay I can chew her out. . . grrrr.... no
not really.  That's not a very buddhist thing to do.   Venting my frustrations...
Women are all crazy, you know?  I can't wait until work is over.  There is so much
I want to do this weekend.  I know it's going to be crazy. 

I wish you could see the value I see in it... but that's not my problem now.
The master plan for life seems to be missing a few essential blueprints
winding up and down these hills, reaching great heights, only to fall
down greater cliffs.
When will the forest be seen for the trees
Never
Never
Never
Serpent you speak in tongues and fill my head with your poisons
No more will I put my faith in your empty lies
No more will you use me like a crutch to achieve greater glory on my back
No more will I look to you for anything
Your words will fall on deaf ears
Your sights will fall on blind eyes
Your games will not bleed this heart any longer

Stay out of my head


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