Sometimes, late at night, I come up with some random stuff, that when reviewed the next morning, could not have come from my brain.
So I remark...
In the depths of the ones late-night wanderings of the mind, when absurdity lurks behind the next page, thoughts, briefly liberated from their vagrancy, may abruptly coalesce and everything quickly becomes clear. However, are you the architect of such consequences resulting from imagined lucidity, or is it the sanguine madness that has momentarily overtaken your mind?
So I remark...
In the depths of the ones late-night wanderings of the mind, when absurdity lurks behind the next page, thoughts, briefly liberated from their vagrancy, may abruptly coalesce and everything quickly becomes clear. However, are you the architect of such consequences resulting from imagined lucidity, or is it the sanguine madness that has momentarily overtaken your mind?
then i had to start over cos i started laughing about Underpants Madness...errr....
whats wrong with my bunny?
the thing is, about a month into when i was working for him, we were talking about his lack of proactive research, and i commented that he had "gone soft" in his age. hummmm?