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Apr 19, 2006 00:35

I dont think i'm in full working order.
I *think* i'm a human version of a dead toy robot at a car boot sale, y'know.....the ones that have all their limbs, seem like they've been kept well, yet you get them home, pop some fresh batteries in and all you get is a dissapointing vocoder crackle.
I am white noise in a broken toy.
You are all AA batteries ready for action!!
I can only hope my true self is a nicad rechargable.
Just need to purchase some form of recharger.
Ho Hum...My books are repulsing me.
Post-Modernism concentrates on self serving ego's.
I can't help but think that pretty much inventing your own language with which to classify yourself a 'high-artist' is just another version of the penis extention...
I use 40 more words per sentance than needed, therefore i AM.
Well it can suck my balls......or failing that it can employ a force to the region of the self that is I in the base testes area of reproductive sensitivity.
I don't have one or even two. I am a female subject-position apparently [ if you happen to be black, you get the charming longer monica of Post colonial female subject-position.]
Gee whiz i can barely contain my glee.
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