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Jul. 31st, 2005 12:20 amThe poet in me wants to wax rhapsodic about the melancholy mood which besets us at the toll of the witching hour.
The pragmatist in me thinks I'm tired and low-blood-sugary (as one tends to be towards the end of the day) and ought to go to sleep.
It's been a good weekend so far, and it's not quite half over yet. Here's to more goodness for us all.
The pragmatist in me thinks I'm tired and low-blood-sugary (as one tends to be towards the end of the day) and ought to go to sleep.
It's been a good weekend so far, and it's not quite half over yet. Here's to more goodness for us all.