My life is a series of run-on sentences and dead-end thoughts. Mix this with an urge to merge on the freeway and you have me down pegged. I follow the beat of drums, heartbeats, odd knocking sounds in engines, you name it. I see things slightly askew from other people, finding beauty where others see neglect or delapidation. People would call me crazy for the things and events I like, but I just remind people I am insane, not crazy. There is a difference: Insanity is genius gone wrong.
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Aha!
I knew it!
I knew you were an in-the-closet-CSI-fan.
Let your CSI-ness fly. Let your shippiness be free! Become a member of the butterfly squadron.
Rejoice in the best show on TV.
Hm...Warrick? Really? Who knew?
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