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Sweet merciful crap. I'm so hopped up on caffine i can't thin or see straight. I thought it wouldn't be a bad idea to drink 2 coffee cups before going to the freaking library today. WEll it seems that my body takes about 2 hours to process the coffee and concentrate it into one lump sum which goes straight to my head over the corse of a minute. HOly fuck, I feel like im a baloon flying through empty space, my eyes are like headlights getting hotter and hotter. Stupid garbage, i have much work to be done and i can't do it, i feel like a million things at once, if only i had no work i'd go out and run around the building a bunch of times.
Oh Morty what are we gonna do, harrum, humm humm, maybe if i keep typing it'll go away, yes yes very good, keep things going, keep the ball on the yes. Must continue with this charade or else i'll explode to a million barnickles of sweet holy jesus. Mmaybe i shuld go see a doctor about he moot growing from this wort. They to wrot is to be, but i dont' belive a word of it, it's all about the grab is what i figure, without the grab we got nothing, youknow, just a shoe in space. a comet in words.
Oh Morty what are we gonna do, harrum, humm humm, maybe if i keep typing it'll go away, yes yes very good, keep things going, keep the ball on the yes. Must continue with this charade or else i'll explode to a million barnickles of sweet holy jesus. Mmaybe i shuld go see a doctor about he moot growing from this wort. They to wrot is to be, but i dont' belive a word of it, it's all about the grab is what i figure, without the grab we got nothing, youknow, just a shoe in space. a comet in words.