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Apr 27, 2005

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I have things to do.

I hate having things to do. All philosophy, science, and literature was born of idleness. I could be curing cancer or discovering new planets if not for these ridiculous assignments.

Or possibly I could be cleaning my room. Which would probably be more work (if at a somewhat lower profile) than searching for Planet Telex.

Which is a humorous Radiohead reference. See, I'm saying that if I were to discover a new planet, I would dispense with this ancient gods nonsense and name it after a song. Haha.

Everything is fucking broken.
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