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Woke into a cloud of nonspecific resentment and vague dissatisfaction, with the feeling of huge clocks just beyond the horizon. This shit's getting old, seriously.

More conscious thought: No one can see me strong and big because I can't do that with others around. How stupid is that?

In case anyone has forgotten

Fuck Exxon.
Fuck their management.
Fuck their shareholders.

Tell me again why terrorists attack states and not corporations again?

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Making dinner tonight (modified an herb/lentil mix with onion and mushrooms marinated in red wine and butter, grilled tempeh, green beans and chopped asparagus) helped, but only while making it. The feeling of accomplishment at making/doing something faded pretty quickly, much more so than usual. I'm missing something, but I'm not sure what it is or what I can do to figure it out.

At least I'll have good lunch tomorrow.