Wednesday, August 15, 2007
I met a cat on the way home, and it told me the most amazing things. The concrete of the car park, it intoned, was most acceptable for stretching out on. The breeze was refreshing, though the coming rain was a spot of bother.
And I agreed, that all was fine and well in the world.
It's not possible for me to lose, I'm the good guy, you see.
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