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I've got to stop scarfing ice cream before bed. My dream last night was an all-night adventure of me searching for my lost radio. It consisted of a) following a truck that supposed to have the radio in it but merely had a bag of weasel food and a Looney Tunes video. b) being sexually harassed by Someone-Who-Shall-Remain-Nameless-Because-It-Pains-Me ( Read more... )

I could be wrong, but it seems that everything is just going right these days. For everybody. Which is a heck of a lot better than everything going wrong ( Read more... )

¡Dios mio! Lightning bolts have been striking my bald spot all day.
New play premise: Two crotchety old lesbians who run Stanley Cleaners with their fat blonde lovechild (well, pseudo lovechild.) ¡Genius!

Saw a girl who looked exactly like me handing out medals at the OSH toor-nament. Only she was stick-thin. Twilight zone music commences.

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I feel, er…I feel weirdish. Though if you ask me later I won’t admit that I felt weirdish because I don’t like the word weird and it makes me feel even weirdisher that I can’t find a better word in my whole vocabulary to describe this ( Read more... )

Played with my Spongebob cereal during AP Euro. "George Stephenson was the first to produce the most efficient locomotive because he lived in a pineapple under the sea ( Read more... )

( Pictures from Chicago )

Merry belated Saturday ( Read more... )

Colder than the dickens outside. But what would I know about cold here all toasty in my midwestern hovel ( Read more... )