Why You're Here:

You've said to yourself, "beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine."

You've often thought about what it would have been like to drop acid with Groucho Marx.

You know that until you measure it, an electron is everywhere, and your mind reels at the implications.

You'd like to get drunk on the wine from my sweet, sweet mind grapes.

Thursday, May 6, 2010

Closer

Closer to 40 than 30.

Closer to madness than sanity.

Closer to 300 lbs. than 200 lbs.

Closer to anxiety than calm.

Happy Birthday to Me!

Yay!

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Posted by John Erganian at 8:42 AM
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