{ Through Glasses, Darkly }

/* Every so often I find myself trying to work out what to say to friends, so they can know how much they mean, but I always fail and end up where I was in this nothing where there is such detail that words are entirely meaningless...

But then, on bad days, I agree with Parmenides (but only in principle - everyone knows the one in the nothing is an electron moving through as many dimensions as the fashionable theory predicts, plus or minus one, in accordance with the Law of Cussedness). So possibly my judgement isn't to be trusted much.

Hail Eris. Hail, snow, sleet, rain.

Derainged rain. Desnowed snow. Desleeted sleet.

There was a point in there somewhere but I honestly can't remember what it was. */

#pragma posted-by cheesey, 1:49 AM

/* Jimmy, you were right, the old jjwk was better.

When I had something to write about.

And now it's lost all of its mystery, more or less. */

#pragma posted-by cheesey, 4:41 PM

/* I seem to find the oddest things upsetting... */

#pragma posted-by cheesey, 11:32 PM

/* I'm sorry for not updating this much, "fans", but I'm slipping back into that sweet emotional blankness.

I like it a lot. */

#pragma posted-by cheesey, 6:45 PM

/* Music: Goatsemon - Dance Of The Sugarplum Goatse

(No, you DON'T get a link).

Just thought I'd share. */

#pragma posted-by cheesey, 12:59 AM

return 0;