Mr. Cellophane

In a location adjacent to a place in a city of some significance, what comes out of my head is plastered on the walls of this blog.

Thursday, December 20, 2012

It's the end of the world as we know it...and I feel sick.

Yeah. As I sit here at my computer posting this, I am riddled with the ever uncomfortable knowledge that, should the world end tomorrow, I've done nothing in my life. Hardly an original worry, but there it is.


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