Oubliette - (noun, french) a little place of forgetting. A small, windowless room where someone is locked away, forgotten, left to go mad.
This is my personal place to rant and rave like the lunatic I am, my oubliette. It's dark, quiet, and I come here to forget about things. Or maybe to remember them. After all, where does insanity end, and insight begin?
Friday, March 25, 2005
some morbid fun
I found this little toy via IBeJO. According to the Death Clock, I will live to the ripe old age of 95. Cool, provided I go quickly in the end, and it's not some long, drawn out affair.
I don't really put that much stock in it, quite honestly. After all, I have a serious incurable illness and I'm going to be nearly 100? I hardly think so.
2 comments:
Great, It says I will live to be 62. I better get busy living.
I don't really put that much stock in it, quite honestly. After all, I have a serious incurable illness and I'm going to be nearly 100? I hardly think so.
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