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Tuesday, December 6, 2005


....um....
Whattup. I'm laying off the holidays for a while, unless for some odd reason you guys are ABSOLUTELY DYING to read them or something, which I doubt. SO yeah.

I read this book today Go Ask Alice, and it's, like, really creepy. You know how drugs are all glamorized and stuff, like you only hear about what happens when you're on the uppers, or not when the hallucinations get really ugly. But they do.

partly, the drug world seems really interesting. Partly, just bad.

I'm telling you, Lewis Carroll was on drugs when he wrote Alice in Wonderland. Only drugs could get someone to write such a freakin' weird book. disturbing, too. THe talking flowers and the pot-smoking catterpillar? How about Alice growing whenever she takes a bite of a mushroom? Not a coincidence.

Okay, now I"m getting into an "everything creeps me out" mode, so I'll stop thinking about that.

INSULT OF THE DAYY!!!

You are a hall monitor. you prowl the halls like a vengeful ghost. You wear a dorky sash that makes you look like a hall monitor. You trip over your own shoelaces. You have no human dignity whatsoever.

Your sash digs into your skin and it makes you look twenty inches heavier.

you look like a....a.....a.....a....A HALL MONITOR!!!

you like sean penn. you think covering up your face for pictures is sexy. But really, there's just a whole bunch of pictures of your hands in the family albums. years from now, people are going to ask: "who is that person who has a hand instead of a head? I wonder what sins they committed in their past lives to get such an ugly face." contrary to what your hall monitor mind believes, they will not be saying "OH MY GOD I CANNOT BELIEVED I'M RELATED TO SUCH A SEXY PERSON! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! I CANNOT BELIEVE I'M RELATED TO SOMEONE AS SEXY AS SEAN PENN!" because, a) Sean Penn is not sexy. sorry to break it. and b) holding up your hand to your face is not sexy, either.

so ha ha.

and Magnus--you were born in a pickle jar. beat that.

I'm turning as random as April. She still won't get off my case for the bag of rabid babboons...

which, of course, is a story for another day.

Later.

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