Friday, September 07, 2007

frost

there is always a choice. perhaps i do not choose to see the choice explicitly, but that doesn't make it go away. so in the end, i have no one to blame but myself.

...i'd really like to blame the people who cut my balls off, but that is a whole different kettle of soup...

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