2002-10-28 � roly poly little bat-faced girl *

bats bashing blindly about my belfry

What do you do when your head is suddenly a dark, hollow and dusty cavern so empty the smallest thought booms and reverberates like a mad bat careening off the walls and stalactites and mites like a bad penny flicked into a bottomless, dingy well? What do you do when your head is suddenly a dark, hollow and dusty cavern so empty the smallest thought booms and reverberates like a mad bat and you feel the only solution, the only way to combat this mental inertia, is to post a new entry so that you can feel that you have at least accomplished that much and maybe that will be enough to propel you forward, to get things moving, but there is not even the barest foundation in your bat-pinging brain for a decent entry?

You post another picture of your dog. That's what you do. Or rather, that's what I do. Enjoy:



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