wild_eyed grendel memories of sleepless nights some unnatural in origin, some born from some overbearing concern ( no_sleeping_or_intimate_contact ) trudging through days like the walking equivalent of a decrepit house...deep in the throes of some derangement those days of feeling like the cat must feel when the random freak_out moment seizes control and there is no respite but running blindly from one corner to another, jumping at shadows until_the_frenzy_passes believe it or not, but there are times when i almost miss those bouts of frantic despair it makes no sense, but nonetheless, there it is O! O! O! (I think John Gardner would understand) 101124 ... Hanukkah Hanukkah 101125 ... jio jio 101125 what's it to you? who go blather from