Once upon a midnight dreary
While I pondered weak and weary
O'er forgotten volumes literary,
Having no time to go and make merry
As the words on the page grew small and bleary
And thoughts of "Dreamland" warm and cheery:
I, finding myself no longer wary
Let out a shriek that was really quite scary:
Quoth my raving, "Nevermore!"
---C. Marie Byars, 1985
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Saturday, September 1, 2007
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Yeah, this sums up how I feel pretty good except I had my epiphany in the afternoon ... not midnight (haha). Hope things are going well in Afghanistan, and just so you know, I wasn't going to kill a Redwood tree, I was only going to live in it.
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