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Thursday, December 04, 2003

Not random, good sir...

"A shaft of light pierced the cocoon of his dreamless sleep. Lifting a hand towards the window which acted as the source for this unwelcome invasion of visibility, it took the breadth of a heartbeat before the familiar throb of a headache greeted Isaac to the waiting day. He sighed and freed himself from his sheets, which had ensnared his left ankle sometime during the course of the night, and, sitting up, saw through the attendant haze of morning that it was barely even lunch time. A pity, he thought, that he should be conscious before his mother left for her afternoon errands.. This would certainly require conversation of some sort."

Huh.

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