1 Merdre 131 (May 18, 2003) - 9:58 p.m.

Buffer zone

My previous entry will stay, because it came from the heart.

But, because it's not the only way I ever feel, and because I'm not feeling quite like that anymore, because it probably won't be the way I'm feeling by the next time CB logs on, I've decided it shouldn't be the first thing she sees next time she checks the Shack.

In the future, when I'm feeling lower than a snake's belly, I'll just link to that rant, unless I have something to add to it.

And no, you don't get to find out what set me off this time. I fucked up; that's all you need to know. (If I were still in the mood that got me to say the thing I too often feel, it'd be "I fucked up, film at 11." When I'm feeling like that, I can't imagine feeling any other way, and I wish I could express it in some way more evocative than mere words.)

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last time, on The Slack Shack - our next inciting exstallment