Monday, February 06, 2006

Why must the toad work squat on my life?

Sigh. The stories still overdrive my brain in the early hours only they never spill onto the page. The headfull of ideas still drive me insane. It's a shame the way they make me mop the floor.

Sorry Bob.

Can't I use my wit as a pitchfork and drive the brute off?

Ciao.

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