Thursday, March 23, 2006
There were things I had to say about cuts and ripping, fragmenting and reassembling but my warring factions have made the written word improper. I am forbidden to say anything by the Intergalactic Internal Assembly, I am ok with this for now. As soon as an acceptable affidavit has been summoned I will resume with typing profanities and senseless notions. For now I am gasping in the dark, a french fry in purgatory.