Serial Chronocide

I'm a serial timekiller. I commit mass chronocide. I don't just kill time, I CULL time.

Thursday, June 29, 2006

Of Ribbons and Limits

I decided that the ZBL is not the place for philosophical musing and rants about petty nonsensical irritants. So, debrouillard that I am, I made a place. How's that for taking initiative?

That takes care of the Ribbons part. Get it? New openings, cutting ribbons, etc, etc.

-World=Small Place-

I recently realized how true this is. Why? Cuz I'm slow.

-Limits-

One day I played Burnout 3 at Kyle's house. Got 43 takedowns. It was a magical brightly colored carnival of broken cars.

I tried to duplicate this at home. A year and a half later and I still haven't. So, I'm wondering, was it some mysterious alignment of the planets that allowed me to surpass my limits, or am I subconsciously holding myself back?

Damned if I know.

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Andre saying Goodbye and Good Night.

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