Reading this may be a waste of time.
Wednesday, Mar. 12, 2003 - 2:46 p.m.
Now I lay me down to sleep.
For the second time. I hope it's deep.
The first time was about five hours.
I could stay up and pay for it later. Two more hours would be like prepay.
Sorry if I waste your time.
With a poem that doesn't rhyme. Sometimes I write things and wonder why. I am sure there is a reason. If I think too hard about unimportant things, I would not have time for the ones that matter.
I think entries like this one are a good reason for a person to lose interest in checking in here. If a reason is necessary that is. I see a scroll bar has appeared. It is time for me to end this foolishness.
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