When you belieeeeeve in things that you don't understand... then you sufferrrrrr. Superstition ain't the wayyyyy 
tired + 100 lbs of snot = day at home doing paperwork and such.
cleaned and ironed like a good little boy. Went to Parkton for a meeting and home for a quick change (Batman style) into comfy clothes and shot over to Stone Cellar to hear Wes McDonough (Wes and Mark play acoustic shtuffff. Destroyed many a pool challenger on the 2X4 foot table they have, maybe its smaller than THAT... the tables are like pocket size with balls the size of marbles (not MINE, the ones on the table) I mean, i could probably EAT the table and not think twice about it. Ok, i MIGHT think twice, but after that there would be no thinking of it. Unless, it made me constipated; in which case I'd be all: "Whyyyyyyy'd i eat that table?? *sigh* I'm so STUPID *holds tummy* " And then i'd have to do an enema to relieve the blockage.... so YEAH i'd be thinking aboutit for a good couple days till i had some relief, but THEN after THAT i wouldnt think about it any more! (except to tell this story, which wouldnt be THIS story, it'd be one a couple days passed all that took place and it would probably be from a different, more subjective point of view.) ...but that would be the end of it! I think...
drank too many Red Bulls and now im wired but tired, if thats possible... and im telling you it IS, so thats exactly the most important bit of imformation i can give you, it being possible and all. got it? ok grrrrreat.
I have a mis-shaped head, Strangely oblong in color. If there were twelve monkeys in thirteen different outfits (one wearing two) who were well versed in the art of straight razor shaving, it might only take them 14 seconds to accurately remove the hair from my scalp. That is a rough guesstamation so don't hold me to those figures.
I think i have a hord of alien eggs nesting in my right arm (and i dont mean the Illegal Mexican kind, although most amphibians DO hatch from eggs, and we all know THOSE kinda Aliens ARE great swimmers.). If they hatch we may all die, but i have a sort of motherly instinct about me which compels me to protect them. Im struggling with this idea of saving the human race from complete annihilation or proudly watching my little parisite children hatch and quickly evolve into killing machines. I wonder if they would kill me immediately or save me for last... knowing that i was only their Host. *scratches head* decisions decisions. hmmmm. I wonder... What Would Jesus Do?
Speaking of which, Pearl Jam is SUPPOSEDLY going to be involved in some sort of "swing state" concert thingy with REM and Young Neil... and maybe Tha Boss, Brrruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuce (who im not really into) but im down if PJ are headlining but not into doinga road trip if theyre only performing for an hour each show. Ok, so that wasnt really a smooth transition, but honestly HOW do you go from a conversation about allowing an Alien Massacre Squad to destroy all of Humanity TOOOO Pearl Jam playing live in a state near YOU????! Seriously, how do'ya... it's nearly impossible!!
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tired + 100 lbs of snot = day at home doing paperwork and such.
cleaned and ironed like a good little boy. Went to Parkton for a meeting and home for a quick change (Batman style) into comfy clothes and shot over to Stone Cellar to hear Wes McDonough (Wes and Mark play acoustic shtuffff. Destroyed many a pool challenger on the 2X4 foot table they have, maybe its smaller than THAT... the tables are like pocket size with balls the size of marbles (not MINE, the ones on the table) I mean, i could probably EAT the table and not think twice about it. Ok, i MIGHT think twice, but after that there would be no thinking of it. Unless, it made me constipated; in which case I'd be all: "Whyyyyyyy'd i eat that table?? *sigh* I'm so STUPID *holds tummy* " And then i'd have to do an enema to relieve the blockage.... so YEAH i'd be thinking aboutit for a good couple days till i had some relief, but THEN after THAT i wouldnt think about it any more! (except to tell this story, which wouldnt be THIS story, it'd be one a couple days passed all that took place and it would probably be from a different, more subjective point of view.) ...but that would be the end of it! I think...
drank too many Red Bulls and now im wired but tired, if thats possible... and im telling you it IS, so thats exactly the most important bit of imformation i can give you, it being possible and all. got it? ok grrrrreat.
I have a mis-shaped head, Strangely oblong in color. If there were twelve monkeys in thirteen different outfits (one wearing two) who were well versed in the art of straight razor shaving, it might only take them 14 seconds to accurately remove the hair from my scalp. That is a rough guesstamation so don't hold me to those figures.
I think i have a hord of alien eggs nesting in my right arm (and i dont mean the Illegal Mexican kind, although most amphibians DO hatch from eggs, and we all know THOSE kinda Aliens ARE great swimmers.). If they hatch we may all die, but i have a sort of motherly instinct about me which compels me to protect them. Im struggling with this idea of saving the human race from complete annihilation or proudly watching my little parisite children hatch and quickly evolve into killing machines. I wonder if they would kill me immediately or save me for last... knowing that i was only their Host. *scratches head* decisions decisions. hmmmm. I wonder... What Would Jesus Do?
Speaking of which, Pearl Jam is SUPPOSEDLY going to be involved in some sort of "swing state" concert thingy with REM and Young Neil... and maybe Tha Boss, Brrruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuce (who im not really into) but im down if PJ are headlining but not into doinga road trip if theyre only performing for an hour each show. Ok, so that wasnt really a smooth transition, but honestly HOW do you go from a conversation about allowing an Alien Massacre Squad to destroy all of Humanity TOOOO Pearl Jam playing live in a state near YOU????! Seriously, how do'ya... it's nearly impossible!!
This completely UN-PC Journal Entry has been brought to you by the nice people at Red Bull....
Red Bull, gives you WINGS
This is ME trying to sleep-->
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but besides that, i want to see your foam-wrapped furniture!