Sweet dreams are made of these

Blah Blah Blah insert pretentious rubbish. Oh, and Gregory Maguire, the Master of emo philosophical crap? With all my love, I so predict your rambling, unphilosophical death one day.

Thursday, April 20, 2006

I am currently physically and emotionally exhausted. So many if not exciting, interesting things have been happening and I am simply too tired to react respond to them. I am very funnily blank, which is not a good sign. Perhaps the vinegar has seeped through my skin and burnt holes in my vital organs. However, I am appeased by the fact that I have finally been blessed by the Goddess of Fertility.

Today was World Book Day, which is so cool! I cannot believe one class did Good Omens! But instead of participating in Fun and Exciting activities, I spent the entire school day missing meals and rushing around on the track. This has made me very very tired and very intolerant towards some people who simply say too much and show too much skin.

Well. Meow Meow has been very adorable lately. He follows me around the house and attempts to jump into the kitchen at appropriate intervals. And yes, everyone wants him. Well. LIFE.

Do you know there is a song that goes like this?

Oh you are in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and you taste so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you darling
Still I'd be on my feet
I'd still be on my feet

Now. What exactly is holy wine? JUDAS JUDAS! BREAD BREAD! MIDDLE EASTERN PEOPLE! ACE YOUNG!

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