"When I write, I feel like an armless, legless man with a crayon in his mouth." -Kurt Vonnegut
Sunday, January 17, 2010
I live life under the assumption that somewhere inside people have feelings somewhat similar to my feelings. This is not always true. It's very strange to find this out. I start to feel like I am talking to an alien.
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I made a blog. It's going to be really shitty, I think.
http://threestandardstoppages.blogspot.com/
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