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Working stiff or perhaps it's the work that is making me stiff. Oy, my freakin neck!

I have so much work to do, itís insane. All of a sudden itís hit me on the head only instead of being avalanche-y (where you hear the whooooooosh of soul crushing snow and can psychologically prepare for death) itís more quicksandy. It looked like regular sand, but whoopsie, itís swallowing me whole. And the more I agitate, the worse it gets. (I know in real life, if you find yourself in quicksand, youíre supposed to spread eagle yourself and wiggle to shore. It doesnít work in this particular case sadly.)

Anyway, Iím madly scrambling to finish up some things so I can haul my ass over to yoga. I have not practiced since Nov. 27th and it just may kill me. If you donít hear from me, send the paramedics.

3:25 p.m. - 2004-12-28



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