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Better one handful with tranquility than two handfuls with toil and chasing after the wind.
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Tuesday, March 28, 2006
If you are what you eat, I am Fruity Pebbles
The ears are feeding on Thrice - Music Box
Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is it vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished, as the once vital voice of the verisimilitude now venerates what they once vilified. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-à-vis an introduction, and so it is my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
Yessss. I found the alliteration bit. My once-decent vocabulary has dwindled severely. It's been in a pitiful state, and it's about time I do something about it. Maybe I'll read a page of the dictionary everyday.
On to a more pressing issue: stay away from The Ice Harvest. Besides it being such a strange movie, nothing good came out of it. Half the time I was either closing my eyes (there was a lot of unnecessary stuff) or falling asleep.
Responsibilities are delicious, decadent, and delightful.
15:49
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