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Wednesday, February 08, 2006

you know ah, life is a bit like eating a bag of peanuts. or sweetened cashews that is. well why? because you use the computer and you eat them nuts, and after a while the eating just becomes something unconcious. when your mouth is empty you just fill it up with nuts again. kinda like life, where you just continue with everyone around you. all your friends ( the nuts, well literally also) and those who are more than friends. you continue munching and munching. it too becomes so subconcious that your surrounded by love. only when you run out of nuts! ah. thats when you realise for the first time in so long your mouth is empty and it feels so different. you got no more nuts to chew man! so next time your enjoying a bag of nuts, relate it to your own life. and you will realise that you gotta cherish your loved ones while you can. cherish your nuts man, cherish them. your big nuts...

okay anyway.

James Barr at 10:23 PM

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But while you debate half empty or half full,

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