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[10 december 1998] - evening version. i'm listening to beethoven. he knows how to tickle the fancy, ladies & gentlemen. it's getting dark outside. perhaps it will stay a little lighter a little longer. perhaps i could stay away from this freakout nature of speaking. don't mind me. i'm supposed to be dropping out of society according to a note matt has made me aware of. whoops. so pretend i'm just not here. ::sits back so as not to attract any attention:: when all in all, we're just like you. the r'mate has been gone for most of the day so i'm not really accomplishing anything scandalous. shocking, really. <yawn> did i tell you about my indian yet? my grandmother, the coolest woman on earth, is very interesting. she got me this mini-Indian figurine. he holds his arms up & holds a detachable dream catcher. this is one of those things that i would never think to get for myself. something silly out of the sunday parade magazine. okay, i just kind of freaked out & crossed my legs so that the power for the computer decided to go off. how nice. i think it had something to do with my toe touching the power button. something like that. i would really like to drink something. i remember at karen's house when we were taking shots & i started talking about the merits of not having a penis around. that was actually funny. i didn't even realize i was being that stupid either. boo. so that was a nice feeling. even though it burned the back of your throat sometimes. i guess i'll let it go. & we certainly didn't have enough diet pepsi. oh, here's a little lame-ass plug. www.joecartoon.com. go there. be entertained. i linked to it from rebecca & ash's site.. it's actually quite humorous. in that perverse way. it's not at all like www.doodie.com which is just plain annoying. rah. that just bothers me. there are merits of humor to this site. joe.. interesting fellow, it seems.. i didn't think of this stuff. i just work here. |
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