Send My Conscience Home in a Taxi

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Born. School. Job. Dancing beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free. Culture jamming. Working for the man. Alphabetizing my CDs. Flirting with intent. Short sighted. Picking heavy things up and putting them down again - just 'cause I can. Stood next to Henry Rollins once. He's short. Spent nine hours at an animation festival another time. Now I think I'm an animated rabbit. I was going through my sent items folder the other day. Since late 2000, I have sent over 17,500 e-mails. Sad. I could have written several novels with all those words...

An awesome band called Pre_Shrunk once said: "Send my conscience home in a taxi".

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