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oki so i got the bug, the big bad bugger thats what i call it, i dont really but i just thought that, shit here is the one thing that doesnt make sense i cant even hear myself think today, yeah i can but i thought that why did i think that, i dont even know, thats just weird isnt it, heaha someone just walked in the door its my dad , i cant see him, but i an hear him he is downstairs, faster and faster typing, getting it all out, like tipping rubbish away, after all, this is all rubbish, no substance to this whatsoever, i always got put off by that, something having substance, why cant it be, OH BIG PAUSE, got distracted there, i just clicked onto the facebook tab, to see what was going on, it was Roya sending me a mesaage on the chat thingy, i cant wait until i can actually (like the gomme of clashing grabs) snatch away the sounds straight away, and then reformat them into music, arrangements if you will, is it music, or an arrangement, a bit of both i think, its an arrangement of music, this will heal you in some way, just getting things out, products of what is actually happening, speedy deliveries, are the key to success, speedy and well thought out, thats part of the challenge, the only problem i think is that i might end up with a repetitive strain injury, hm. i think im gonna make this another long one, maybe longer than the first bastard, although that one worked quite well, it could be better, something more or less intelligible, something which makes the use of my 10 digits, rather than just the 9, i find it stange how i type, right ring finger always reaches for the backspace, pinky to the enter key, combination of thumbs for the space bar, usually the right one, left ring always rests on the a, but travels to s d w z x and q pretty easy, middle finger on the e, index on the f whats all this about its a good set up these qwerty keyboards, qwerty is an annoying word to type though.
wel this probably is my least interesting entry on here, maybe its not maybe its the most interesting, maybe i cant even think about what im typing anymore, cos its just flowing straight out, flow flow, flow, flow, still flowing, stiilll flowing, ah thats better, until it weeps the sordid fracture of calamity, pestilence raining down upon ye, where i might, forever quite, elude you.
selling cash for cattle, iridium tip of tantric evaluation, nightmarish contemplation forbidden and deceased, i creeped into a jar of worms, and hid until someone closed the lid, and now im stuck with ego and Id, beneath the waves it is calmer still my friends my colleagues my foes.