The more I do, the more I see. Things are, for the most part, fundamentally clean now. Most of you won't fully understand what that means. It's level on the scale with World Peace. Seriously. But, now that 5 years of crap has gone, the furniture and walls are visable, and, well, everything that once gleamed is now that tacky grey that you get when people leave their greasy dust deposits with their touch. Everything. It's ruining my sparkling glory, and despite the Ressurection Of Deity unbelievability of tidiness, I cannot revel in it whilst my word is tarnished.
Someone help me, please!
Friday, June 24, 2005
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