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rhyme79 - - "Take equal measures of anxiety, guilt and mood swings and slosh together into a small, predictable bowl with a tiny dribble of sociability to ensure viscosity. Agitate to blend. Next, in a large, shiny container take a generous portion of doubt being sure to remove all encouragement. Add a small packet of opportunity. The best to use is the dehydrated, meaningless kind that is now commonly available in any supermarket. Stir well. Combine both mixtures in a larger, shinier bowl and swamp with an increasing measure of memory loss, pre-combined with a good intellect and liberal serving of regret. Divide into thirty three pieces of non-uniform, random size and arrange into some kind of vague design. Sprinkle each with a delightful mix of depression and frustration. Leave to prove then knock back. Repeat this several times, being sure to allow room to stew. Finally, serve with a conservative dusting of budget cuts and any prescribed medication. This recipe goes well with all kinds of clueless idiot. You can usually find these anywhere incompetence is paid a salary. Enjoy. "View -
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moemaster7 - - "I started typing a little blurb to post. It turned into an entire page. "View -
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trav413 - - "I fear sleep. I’m not scared, but dammit, it feels good…and I don’t like that. I don’t believe it’s a waste of time, but it sure takes a lot of it up. I hope that, the next time I read this, I think back to when I wrote this and remember that I fucking pushed it this week. For 7 straight days, I mashed it, I took everything in stride and my strides were olympic. That’s what’s new. "View
