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March 1, 2002
The dental hygienist has it bad enough. GOD HELP the scrub who, mouth filled with (probably obsolete) dental equipment, STILL feels the need to speak when spoken to. Keep your eye on the silent, for safety and for guidance. Enjoy overpopulation while it lasts. If things are as bad as they look, you'll look back fondly on the days when human companionship was so easy to come by. I'd take the feral fear over the isolated, insulated cowardice. Hey. It doesn't matter to me, of all people. Just make it quick. And unremarkable. Things fall apart. O'er and o'er again.