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November 11, 2006 at 10:41 AM

Frustrated. Nightmare. Angry. Those spoken words consume me now. They will haunt me down the corridors of my slumber and remind me once again when I awake. Who knows for how long. If I could rub it off, I would.

From jennifer steinfeldt warren
Posted on November 11, 2006 at 8:50 PM

Hate that feeling...

From Tom Holzman
Posted on November 13, 2006 at 1:53 PM

I hope you feel better soon.

From Tom Steele
Posted on November 13, 2006 at 3:20 PM

Where your eyes don't go a filthy scarecrow waves its broomstick arms
And does a parody of each unconscious thing you do
When you turn around to look it's gone behind you
On its face it's wearing your confused expression
Where your eyes don't go

Where your eyes don't go a part of you is hovering
It's a nightmare that you'll never be discovering
You're free to come and go or talk like Kurtis Blow
But there's a pair of eyes in back of your head

From Gabriel Kastelle
Posted on November 14, 2006 at 12:28 AM

I'm sure I'm a little behind (crazy times for me lately) but--- dang! Winter with a vengeance. Olga Kern-- good for you! And Awesome new[-ish] shadow legs photo!! Looks like the Nightmare Before Christmas guy (I expect to hear a Danny Elfman film score crescendo in about now..)

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