April 6th, 2002. - 4:28 a.m.

This is not supposed to make sense.

You must try harder to cooperate. If you saw things from this angle, you would stop asking all your questions. Not that way! This way! No, not like that!

No! Wait! Never you mind. Once again, I only pretend to know what it is I am supposed to be talking about.

No! Wait! This is just my humour! Wait! Where are you going! This is an over use of exclaimation points! This makes no sense! Are you not amused!

Ahem.

I am still feverish you see, and ought to be in bed. But you can do nothing about it. Ha.

N.

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