Time Heals All Wounds.. And Then Kills the Patient
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Morning
Morning
Tue Jun 12 09:15:43 2007
Obscene, but not Ugly

Yesterday, there was a jazz street musician near the 61c who was pretty good. It was nice (but surprisingly surreal) hearing the sound of a Sax echoing from all of the buildings of Squirrel Hill - it sounded a bit like they were additional instruments.

Some plans are like hedged bets.. Indecision abounds, and honesty becomes a muddy concept.

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On another note:

The webcomics smile today (NSFW).

I had a bit of "poetry" floating through my head last night as I was starting to get to sleep, but I told myself that it'd still be there in the morning. WRONG! It's funny how different one's personality/interests/drives can be shaped early in the day versus later..