That particular feathered misery in my life had outlived about 3 owners before it ended up in my home. Although I unleashed all my miraculous powers of psycho-command on it, (and turned the fan up full blast whenever its one true-love left the house) the fucker still didn't die until a few years after I moved out.
Without that focus for my pure hate, I've sort of been adrift and lost ever since (deep sigh)
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Without that focus for my pure hate, I've sort of been adrift and lost ever since (deep sigh)
- L.M. 8-20-2006 12:09 am