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Oh Well
02/20/2004 02:08 p.m.
It's Friday... whoopty do. It's payday.. yeehaw.

My income tax return has still not been deposited .... grumble, grumble, mutter, mutter, semi-expletive crudity.

I have absolutely no joy, happiness or excitement right now, and it sucks!

There isn't really a reason for the way I'm feeling, not that I know of... maybe it's just a variety of things combining to throw my perspective off-kilter.

I don't like this hollow, empty feeling, especially when I can't pinpoint a cause or reason for it! And it's only worsened by the fact that I still have not found my muse.

I'm an empty vessel, the contents of which had been my muse. It has been poured out upon the barren emptiness of the desert of life and absorbed by the parched earth of humanity.

*sigh* This is not me, not the me I know or even like, who and what am I?

I am currently Melancholy

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