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Thoughts from December 4, 1994

The Diary of Wienie Frank How the funky chicken are ya? One of these days, I’m going to wake up and smell the coffee bean hair balls. Today, I’m looking at my life with a newfound fear. I’m afraid I may be in that well known psychological state known as Laziana (for people from Nebraska,…
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Thoughts from August 20, 1994

I don’t pretend to understand life completely, but I pretend to understand it in parts. Jeopardizing my future for the sake of my past – that’s what I’m really doing. I’m confused (as is the reader of this paper). That’s what it truly is all about. I’m waiting for something good to happen and fearing…

