You could take a good laxative and expel your thoughts. :)


>Dear Diary,
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>Wow, I went through so many stages today....and felt like doing so many things....
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>First, I was angry, and felt like seeking revenge, maybe by writing a letter to his boss (oh, wait, somebody else did that)
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>Then I was sad...and felt the agony and torture of being twitted...and decided to share my pain with the world (oh, wait, somebody else did that)
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>Then I felt angry again, but a different kind of anger...I felt like saying 'mondo' and dropping f-bombs and making silly threats with dueling sabres (oh, wait, somebody else did that)
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>And then I just felt tired....and worn out...and wondered what the sense of all of it was...not just the twitting, but life in general...and whether it was worth living.... (oh, wait...somebody tried that one)
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>And then I decided to perk myself up...I felt that maybe giving myself a little present for all the good I've done in the world might help me to overcome this agony....so I awarded myself a LifeTime Achievement Award.... (oh, wait, somebody else did that)
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>What can I do? What can I do? I know...I'll write a SONG about him....