Musings of a Winter Wren

Thursday, August 03, 2006

DON'T ANALYZE ME

I have been doing this thing lately, where I say something to somebody, and as soon as the words escape the corral of my mouth, a tiny little elf in my head dressed up like Freud sucks on a thick cigar and whispers "O interesting! Now why would you choose to say something like that?"

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