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Saul: I'd be your second, but then I'd have to sit down in this chair to commit digital seppuku with you. And chairs are clearly silent killers.

I'd rather run in a forest.

What poem would you use?

Simon: I'm dying...

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/39523298/ns/health-mens_health/t/why-your-desk-job-slowly-killing-you/

I'm contemplating digital seppuku across multiple media platforms...

who will be my second?

And then there's the death poem to consider...

I was just really bothered that he kept trying to poke Diana and it said he was poking Helene. THAT's where this all fell apart for me.

Wasteland: The Shadow of Ideas
http://www.forbiddenheights.com/main/catlistarticles/waste-land

I love this corner...

you can stay and pretend you've only been there for a moment...

http://guerillapoetess.blogspot.com/p/art-of-articulate-erotica.html

this seems to have been made out of intense emotional and egotistical pain. he's in a rough place.

"Why everyone should think of always having a video camera on them."
http://mirroronamerica.blogspot.com/2011/06/why-everyone-should-think-of-always.html

soundtrack for a new blowjobhttp://soundcloud.com/jovan-curovic/skrillex

"mississippi burning"
http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Mississippi%20Burning&defid=5791830