I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by. - Douglas Adams
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
Not A Natural Man
Almost every morning I wake up with a song in my head. I don't know why, I don't know how. Often it's a song I haven't heard in years. For example, this morning: Pusherman by Steppenwolf (had to look that up). Does this reflect on my sanity or lack thereof?
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