On the meridian of time, there is no injustice: there is only the poetry of motion creating the illusion of truth and drama.
ToC, H. Miller

Thursday, August 16, 2007

Voodoo Artisan Extraordinaire

Who do voodoo? You do voodoo!

In my unending quest to not feel useless, I have awarded myself the prestigious title of Voodoo Artisan at work. Mum always told me that I should never hate someone... but she failed to caution against a little creative vindication.

Certain individuals who shall remain nameless have been bad. They need to be punished. :)

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