| Muse Vomit Every now and then my Muse visits me when she's been indulging in drink with the fairies. The inspirations she gives me at those times are incomplete and twisted...but they are not invaluabe. I record those ramblings here, in hopes that she will make sense of it all upon her return to me. |
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Sunday, February 15, 2004 why do I let you
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