rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
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Barn Dance Omelet

I'm drifting. I post entries here a bit later each day. Well, I guess I'm posting them earlier than I used to, since it's going on three o'clock in the morning, and I always used to post before. My internal clock is broken.

There was a bit of rain this evening, and now I keep looking outside to see if it's snowing. It's cold enough to snow. Snow would be nice, but only if it stays higher up in the mountains.

Oh, and I will never buy a frozen pizza from the supermarket again. I'll be after-tasting that revolting piece of crap for a week.

The subject line of this entry makes no sense and is still better than the entry.
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