Saturday, March 6, 2010

I like water. WHOA.....
weekends go by so fast. My clock seems to speed by as I drowse.

A DPS woman yelled at John. I mean, not really but she was telling him off. damn, I'm wading through these typos right now. Soo many mistakes. Anyway, she told him to talk to his RA, to which Sandra interjected he is the RA....
She said shame on you. to John that is.

I am feeling an urge to eat right now. And hear some music.

Oooh. music. and water. mmm. Couldn't get up to find food. AHHHH. Slicetruck. bring me foood.

Canada is a great country.

Pen Island. is the return address of every letter I send.

Which is to say, none of them. Because i don't write letters. When was the last time anyone on the floor sent a letter? I'm curious.

I propose the following:

George Harrison was the best Beatle.

Ah... my mind takes offense at day tripper's main riff.

woah.
Everyone crowd around the macbook.
Listen to this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rNStVlJWy88&feature=related

Ommnomnom. I want stereo.

Wha..................
I like typewriters. I want to eat marshmallows. Perhaps you would like to join me.

Why do we get presents on our birthdays? A celebration of another span of 365 days since you first breathed air.

I don't think I'd like being in a normal submarine. I want to make a big one, with lots of windows and lights, so you could see all around instead of being lost in the depths.

I want to jump in a pile of warm laundry.

To close this stellar post, here's a historical episode for ya.

Some daft brit made a sculpture in the naughts that was basically a bed and a night stand. When the museum premiered the piece, two asian performance artists got naked on the bed and jumped on it while pretending to drink the vodka on the nightstand.

-DRDN

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