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My rear conciousness opposes me today. The "rear conciousness" is not…

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Mad science gone horribly, horribly wrong(or right).

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run the fuck away
My rear conciousness opposes me today. The "rear conciousness" is not the sub-consious, but more of a conterbalancing aspect to our concious mind. The devil on your shoulder as it will. It's been violent today. Angry. And it's been clawing at my head.

Hence, depression.

Feh. Oh, and I grabbed the pants with the lousy zipper, which broke, again. I've got it stapled shut. Staples- the world's easiest sewing machine. Actually, I didn't use the stapeler, I just took the staples out and bent them through, the stapler couldn't get in there. Or at least not get in there and keep the staples pointing out instead of in. Not wearing underwear, that's a crucial consideration.
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