Friday, April 09, 2004

An American Werewolf in Paris. Not the one in London in the 80's. Paris, 1997. Unnecessary revisitation. But the slacker American does defeat the French skinhead werewolf group and gets the French girl in the end.

Pansensory processing deficits suck ass. A small percentage of those with fibromyalgia consume more healthcare time dollars than all those with rheumatoid arhtritis combined.

If snake-handling type holiness churches branched into the internet, would they type in tongues or is it purely a verbal phenomenon?

Heather says that my random thought processes mean that I'm still febrile, but since I hid the thermometer she can't prove it.


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