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Some critics blast the train of thought, but they can just sit there and blast til theyre red in the face blown out like a zeppelin, i say pop them like the hindenburg, revel in their ultimate destruction, for they keep the clams, they keep the voices, i'm riding with grande vitesse straight into walls made of aerogel, carbon nanotube youtube walls in me, this is not for you, how dare you imply such a thing, this is selfishness, this is therapy, this is what I want for fucks sake get a grip, you sitting there on your chair, preening your JPEG GIF MAC laptop palmtop greased back hair, like a sasquatch with an iPhone, pandemonium, blogging like what im actually thinking, train runs deep, always thinking that someone will be reading in the back of my mind, but what the hell, marghhh venting but im not im laughing like a madman, maybe i am a madman, oh shit, haha. dog yelps street corner blim , creeping neversheds cambiotic recking balljob crapola highway shimpy greathing, slyly. absolute terror absolute bloody terror, now what, am i filling in the gaps perfectly, no. no. ventolin eases breathing, only once before youre teeth come through, two sets of milk teeth, like chicken pox, damn fly on my arm is making me itch, what a bitch, somethings on the tv i cant see it, the screen in front of me is too large there is a red light , no its amber, orange maybe, signifies that its muted, i think i made that too convoluted, in precise terms it would be easier, i need a piss. might have to stop this, no i'll keep it going while i go to the toilet take the plug out the back of the laptop no it wont work, i ca... look now im back straight in back to reveal whats going on within but is it really, or am i subconciously forming words which i know will fit, i dont really give a shit have i said that before, shit, i dunno, possibly, is this schizophrenic, cos if it is, ive been schizo for years, thats a worrying thought, but actually, it aint too bad, is there any viable result to this, can i look back and think oh i've progressed since then, or will it be the same from now until the end, fast words coming, coming oh i paused for a brief sec, gotta keep going though, gotta fill it all up, before i go to sleep, otherwise there might be more more more, like constantly on. everything is constantly on, houses, wires, facebook chat, goes on and on, doesnt sleep and nor do i , sucks, i realaly should go to sleep, this is so fucking geeky and lame, but hey thats just me i guess, haha, yeah defo. hands keep moving so thats a good sign, will they continue if my head doesnt come up with anything else, will this increase my ability to perform in the workplace, how will i know, here comes a scientist to figure it all out, well yes tom this is all worthy of being read thats for sure, hello there everybody, its me in the flesh, in the text i mean haha sorry i have a shit sense of huimour ( the scientist does, im actually pretty funny) self acclaim there, welldone, you gave yourself some praise. thats a good thing, well, where were we, this is getting quite verbose in some aspects, once we are knee deep, then all is well. i will wake up feeling refreshhed calm and relaxed ready for a big breakfast and a cup of tea. mmm i love breakfast, its one of my favourite things. Blogs have wings nowadays, like a twitter feed, feed me seymour, feed me, and cut, final cut PRO, make a video in slo mo of a hobo in soho, reading the metro, at the tube station waiting to go to waterloo ready for the hunting season, gunpowder treason and plot, my first begotten son, raiding the treasures of the lost ark, like harrison ford, delores, i dont know anyone called delores, gameshow talkshow, get your free nightingale peacock cockfosters fosters is brewed in scotland, scottish people are predominantly ginger, or so i hear, ive never been there, but it might be a popular misconception, i saw coronation street earlier, and this woman gave birth to a child in a shack, but when it came out, it had no umbilical cord, i wonder if it would be possible to use all the words in the english language in one blog entry, do these things have limits? i dont see anything saying that i have to stop, no 160 character limit to this, this is pretty cool really, nice one blogspot or whatever you call yourself, i might have to go now, but continue this when i wake, i wanns grab something to eat before i go to bed, cos all this typing makes a man hungry yesiree. there is some film reference maybe a cartoon reference somewerhere in here, im intrigued to see what ive written tbh, its gone past the stage where i can actually remember how this started something about a balloon , oh yeah i remember now, its all there still, there are bits where its sloppy i can imagine, but shit, absolute rambling. hooray for rambling way into the night on your own, and no, i dont have anything better to do, it's 2:14 GOODNIGHT SEE YOU TOMORROW :] x