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My nose hath burned. I have skin crumblies on the side and my natural instinct is to pick. My feet doth reek. I have developed a dear relationship with my footwear and find it difficult to part ways. Despite a gut-wrenching odour, I want them to be with me forever. Because they're effing cool. My hair requireth a serious cut. I need to be shorn. I need to be styled. I need to be pampered. It looks like I just got a lousy haircut at First Choice haircutters for $12. Wait. I just did. Odd. What a surprise. I needeth sleep. Please get me off this damned computer so I can get some rest before my first day at oil company. Somehow I don't think I'm going to cut it with smelly feet, crazy unshorn hair and crusty nose flakes. But I will try. Need sleep. Need to wake up nice and corporate. How does one wake up corporate? And should the words nice and corporate really belong in the same sentence? The things that amuse.... yawn. Good night folks.
And I feel fine....... - 2004-02-23 |