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Tuesday, March 23, 2010
of mayfly-lookalikes and CTs / 9:27 PM

i don't think i'm the only one facing a sudden mayfly-like insect infestation at the moment.

it always happens after it's been raining for quite a while... and we've sure seen March making up very heavily for February's lack of rainfall.

well-done luh, March.

anyway, since we did the lit paper today, i'm sure we're all in the mood for some literary indulgence. and so i shall make an attempt at coming up with a conceit of my own! but no, it won't come in the form of poetry - i don't do poetry. (actually, i can't do poetry, but no matter.)

you see, this bolt of inspiration struck me just as the mayfly-like insect hit my face and attempted to force an entry into one of my orifices.

ok, it didn't, but something did hit me as i was staring at the sheer number of mayfly-like... y'know what, let's just call them mayflies from now on - they do die as quickly anyway.

and now, to my point: the CTs are in many ways LIKE mayflies.

mayflies are ephemeral - they come and go within a day, hours even.

mark my words, we'll see loads of dead mayflies in the morning, clustered around light-bulbs and other beaming sources of light. (but no, they SHOULD NOT be clustered around your face, no matter how glowing your complexion is).

CTs last no longer (ok mugging lasts longer but you get the point), and the sheer number of material (and mayflies) irritates you to distraction, and pisses your ass off to no end.

and when you're gone, you heave a great sigh of relief, and offer your thanks for and utter your surprise at the amazingly beautiful world we live in.

without mayflies. or CTs.

perhaps a cockroach infestation might serve as an appropriate analogy to the BIG ONE at the end of the year? i can just see it coming - insanely difficult to be rid of, and just plain FREAKISH.



/ open up your mind;
But I won't hesitate no more,
No more, it cannot wait
I'm yours

/ damn, you're free;



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