June 10, 2007
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I turned on my mechanical brain, only to find that my mechanical brain had turned on me.
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Once the executive branch of a thriving government, I am now a lonely wanderer, floating rudderless on a sea of discontent. Or a swamp. A swamp of malaise. A slough of despair, bitches.
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