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In the cold light of day you keep me there beside you in a Glass by the bed. ...

A state of mind Where images and perceptions Appear as shards of glass. ...

He kept us intrigued; With wise words and false wisdom. ...

There is nothing new to be said; Nothing cleaver to be read. All creativity is rendered dead. Nothing left – but this silly little verse, Inside my head. Please “Shut Up”!

A shimmer through the glass in keeping with the lateness -of the day. ...

The familiar feeling descended like the yellowed pages of a very old, well read book. He was comfortable, but not – happy. ...

That’s the title of the talk I gave last Tuesday. I joined the Palo Alto Early Risers Toastmasters about a month ago. This was my second speech. (I hand wrote the first one and am too lazy to type it up.) ...

I made the css change in less than a month. It consisted of two changes. ...

I’m sick of the Red Leopard style sheet. Expect to see a new CSS. ...

I’ve spent the past several nights getting my sister site up and running. After cursing MT, I’ve come to love it. I’m hooked. ...