I've crossed the Pacific back and forth to have the converse made clear to me: illusions are just time getting jiggy with one's mind. 8:00 a.m. meetings in Los Angeles equals bad news for the circadian-challenged chronovore. The irony of my name is that time eats me.
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Date: 2004-04-07 03:35 am (UTC)