December 30, 2006
Omellette
I have thought of so many things to write
yet, here i am empty of ideas,
devoid of a muse except for the breakfast
that joijoi made.
I wanted to write about my weird dream,
my opinion, my observations but now im torn
between writing and eating.
Perhaps i will start wherever...
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My neighbors are a bunch of assholes
they are so damn noisy, i cant hear the whispher-loud
sound from my pirated dvds when i watch'em
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I hate kids,
especially noisy nosy braty kids
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I love food, joijoi made me an omelette,
hotdog, tomato ensemble.
He carved the tomato into a rose
(he only does that when he feels like it)
The omelette is a tad salty too.
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My nose is peculiarly runny during the last two days
im coming down with flu
Oh, the humanity... debilitated on such a
holiday- on new years day nonetheless!
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Ive been reading Jonathan strange
and mr. norelle again...
I tell you, the book being 700++ pages long
with its black hardbound cover and raven icon
is very... very... creepy.
I dunno, whenever i read it, i sometimes feel that
somebody is watching me, observing like
the faeries or the raven king that she mentions
Perhaps magic does exist, not only in england,
where the book is set but elsewhere...
Hmmm...
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