11/13/03 - 8:14 a.m.
Oh yeah its a nicer day today, the wind whips around my head and stirs eloquent memories of decadent times past.
Oh, I can talk an awful lot of bollocks.
I am smarter these days, hiding my personality behind shirts and dress slacks. I hate it.
robbed of my own psyche by a corporate ideal. Apparently it makes me work better. well, really, it makes the people that dont work very well feel better about me and they are the ones holding the keys to all the locks.
Oh dear, groovespook AKA Morpheus (before Revolutions turned him into a SAP!).
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