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The clock shows 2:34.... now ticking down. What can I write in this short short time. A gun at my head. Yes. Shoot me. Shoot me. I am in the library and I am thankful there is air conditioning and I tell myself I should be posting and so I am here writing something that don't make no sense but who's reading anyways... here I am... As for my website it's here and my thoughts are rather green at this moment. Green as in Christmas tree kind of green without the colourful shiny ball things and now I have a minute left and I really have to go. I will go home and make a late lunch. And then I will read that book with the red cover with the windows open but I don't know if I want to do that for today is so hot and now I have ten seconds and they are going to shoot me