Polar Bear on the Loose

Chronicles of a polar bear's life in society.

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Sunday, November 23, 2003

More than 6000 words today...

then She cuts me off! I was right in the middle of something! At least She let me finish the scene. But that's it. It's all about Her. *She* has other things *She* must do. Did it matter that maybe *I* had something to do this month? Nooo. *She* needs me to dictate *now.* Now *She* needs me to shut up. And you know She'll expect me to begin spouting words again at Her command.

I'm tired. I'm going to bed.


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