8/06/2001 03:09:17 AM it's 6:04 am and i'm pissed. looks like there won't be many sweet dreams for me. i am reminded of an old fairy tale almost daily, of a crow in a tree with a delicious morcel of cheese in his mouth, and a cunning hungry fox below, telling him what a sweet singing voice he has, and how the fox would so love to hear the crow sing a tune for him, until the flattered crow opens his beak to sing, and drops his cheese, which is immediately whisked away and devoured by the fox. this week especially, foxes abound, and assholes too, many many assholes, that plot not to eat the cheese, but the crow himself.
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