A random thoughts &
mental burblings
that constitute my diary.
"Poppy Ann"
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Friday, August 05, 2005
What the fuck!
What is so interesting about my lampshade? Two flys have been going round and round in circles in the center of my living room for the past 6 hours, surely they have something better to do.
Why do they do that? At least bees and wasps have the instinct to try and escape but flys seem to get stuck in this perpetual loop, "if I just take a right here I'll get out". I mean it makes as much sense as Bristol's traffic layout.
Just thought I would share.
