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Mar. 14th, 2008 08:49 amLists hate me. Or they love me. One of the extremes.
I've been crossing things off a list since unholy wee hours, simply to make next week tolerable. My list started with ten things. I've crossed twelve and a half items off this list of ten and now have nine items left.
All that's left is to find out if the spawning of more items is done out of love or hate. It's not neutral, that's for certain.
ETA: I was wrong. It's nothing as extreme as love or hate. It is, in fact, simple constancy. My list just grew to ten items again. It will be ten items long into eternity, no matter what I do.
I've been crossing things off a list since unholy wee hours, simply to make next week tolerable. My list started with ten things. I've crossed twelve and a half items off this list of ten and now have nine items left.
All that's left is to find out if the spawning of more items is done out of love or hate. It's not neutral, that's for certain.
ETA: I was wrong. It's nothing as extreme as love or hate. It is, in fact, simple constancy. My list just grew to ten items again. It will be ten items long into eternity, no matter what I do.