OK, the feeling of pure evil has passed.
Now I am just weird, which I enjoy. It is a nice complement to the supreme idiocy I am fortuitous enough to experience on a daily basis at work.
And thus, the circle of life is complete, bringing us full circle, around to the beginning, under the top, over the bottom, and back where we started, no more the wiser, not significantly older, more experienced, or brighter.
And now let us open iTunes to song #216: The Beatles' Octopus' Garden in the gospel of Abbey Road.
Clearly, I need some needles. Maybe accupuncture. My best friend/flatmate is going to become an accupunturist. It's probably time I acquiesce to her insistence that get needles stuck in me only to have them remvoed again.
I need some food. More later.
Now I am just weird, which I enjoy. It is a nice complement to the supreme idiocy I am fortuitous enough to experience on a daily basis at work.
And thus, the circle of life is complete, bringing us full circle, around to the beginning, under the top, over the bottom, and back where we started, no more the wiser, not significantly older, more experienced, or brighter.
And now let us open iTunes to song #216: The Beatles' Octopus' Garden in the gospel of Abbey Road.
Clearly, I need some needles. Maybe accupuncture. My best friend/flatmate is going to become an accupunturist. It's probably time I acquiesce to her insistence that get needles stuck in me only to have them remvoed again.
I need some food. More later.
im glad i moved out of noho but i still miss it...