some yells
if I could have the beginning of a song.
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
past due dates
How strange that I feel no shame in the thought of grovelling to the man in charge to get something done. How strange that the thought of flattery and lies and self-abasement no longer turn my stomach. Is it just something I do now?
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