Difficult to say about matters of the heart, friend. I guess my sense of self is a little vulnerable to my own humanity -- that fragile blend of God and Man that makes us all dwarfs reaching for the shelf. Looking for our place in this world, but having to live with the damning reality that we're just mortal.
- Christopher Priest, "Cat Trap"

"Chump Change"
I spent most of yesterday sick in bed, fighting Black Power fever dreams. The Revolution was coming and I couldn't find my red, black and green liberation jumpsuit to save my life, while James Owsley and Huey Newton argued over the meaning of being a black panther. It was pretty awful.

So of course, I didn't get anything productive done.

Why will I always be such a chump?

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Happy Birthday