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2004-11-05 - 10:37 p.m. float or flash wow, ya know some people just have a way of leaving me speechless... well, almost... not to diminish their impact, but me speechless is a concept similar to the big bang... I mean, it may have happened, however there's a lot of confusion over whether it ever actually did and if it did, how it did, and a lot of people think it could take an act of god... I do get distracted though... and there have been periods of this life, one, at least, lasting more than a year, where I became focused on life (and others) so much that I wrote only sporadically... it didn't work, unless leaving me confused and vulnerable and an easy mark for users and abuses was the goal of the experiment... in any case, long pauses in my literary career (ok, so it's more an avocation) never turned out well... I think I am dying of petroleum inhilation... everything smells like petroleum... maybe I am going to spontaneously combust like an X-File or someone out of a Stephen King novel... I am not sure exactly why my nose is suddenly picking up petroleum smells everywhere... I am not sure precisely what chemical is causing the odor... there is a lot of construction going on in my apartment complex (yes still) and much painting of buildings, inside and out... there's one clue... and my gas cap is not sealing properly, so there may be some fume leakage (since the smell is increasing in the car in the last few days... will it blow up if I start it?... or if I open the trunk and the light bulb goes on and... is my imagination running away with me?... well, that would have been a great excuse for not uploading an entry all week, huh?... and I am not making up the odors, they've followed me into the apartment for the first time this week... maybe I am being visited by a petroleum based life form... or haunted by petro-creatures from hell... maybe the gas can in the trunk turned upside down and spilled out (but I really though it was empty) when Bert fixed my flat last week when I was driving Berry to pick up Indian food for another co-worker's birthday party, cuz that's about the time the smells started sneaking into the car... or maybe the fact that the gas tank is down under a half for the first time in several months is creating more gas fumes and the seal-less gas cap is letting fumes seep into the trunk and therein into the car... or maybe some of the painters spilled paint thinner all over my car or and cleaned it up but left some soakage and therein fumes... or maybe I am just imagining the smells... don't think so... especially when Berry opened the car window last night because the smell in the car was making her sick... maybe that's why i've been more tired than sual all week... or maybe I just have not gotten enough sleep... or both... what are the symptoms of petroleum fume inhilation, anyway... maybe the word inhilation has been on my mind because a few days ago an apartment building right near work went up in flames... maybe it was the petro-creatures... anyway, it made for a stimulating video on the news that night, or was it morning... maybe I've started producing petroleum smells within my own body... I have had more gass recently since I've become a bloated pig... well, maybe that's a bit unkind and exageration, but thirty pounds is thirty pounds and when 98% of it seems to accumulate around my torso (if I was ever really fat I would look like a cartoon character {no surprise there, huh?} with a big round middle and stick-like extremities... the only part of this body that seems to have any extra fat cells is my neck, and maybe my face, other than my torso... so I'd be a fat-head balloon man with windmill things... no wonder I put a cork in my decadent eating habits before I get there... that cork should appear any day now... if I kill my roommates... they are chocolate magnets... or maybe I am... in any case, yet more chocolate sits on the couch calling my name (even louder than the petro-creatures, for now at least)... and each day I wake up bloated and lethargic and tired of my bad habits and feeling like a big fat fudgeball with no desire to eat anything for several weeks, at least... and each day I come home from work all excited about stuffing my face with decadent foods (pasta and cheeses and meats and spices and, of course, chocolate) feeling satiated... of course it is all my fault... my will power is on vacation... but then, even if it was their fault, I think killing roommates might be a bit drastic... even if it wasn't somewhat illegal... besides, I do love them... and their chocolates too... several entries, most likely one for each missing day, will be added in the next few hours... or days... let it not be said that this diary ever missed a day (though it has, I think, and if you do your research you might be able to find the anamoly or anomalies... one of the spellings is probably right)... so stay tuned, if you like, and backtrack (or is it a backstep?) with me... and most of all you've got to kids it from the kids koo koo ka choo (huh?... well, sometimes songs just sneak up on us, ya know?... its strange being on the December side of the May December romantic fantasies, in case you were wondering)... so how has your week floated (or flashed) by?
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