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Saturday, September 5, 1998: A Grain Of Sand In The Foreskin Of The Nation.

Ah, Saturday. What a day. I woke up in my sweet baby's arms, looking up at her beautiful face. Then she dumped me out of the bed screaming when ... The LIGER! leapt on her head. I showed him though. I fed him some of the psychadelic cantaloupe. Damn furball.

I've been thinking today about how amazingly cool Sam is. I mean, she's so smart. She noticed that on a keyboard, U and I are actually together. There was something else like that that she told me, but I can't remember right now. Too bad. I'm missing out on the genius that is Sam. Even though she talks way too fast. She pronounces "about" normally too. Whatta woman.

I did a bit of studying today. Gastromolecularreflexology and its effects on ... The LIGER! when his internal epidermal myurinal is clotted with eonohe residue. Nothing major. I wanted to get through it really quickly, as I'm starting some new portraits. Some more of Salope Bucket (pronounced "bouquet") and her archnemesis, the European (as in "I'll watch your drink while you're a-peein'").

Does anyone else think it weird to have tofu in your California Rolls? I dunno, for me that's odd. I went to a different sushi place today and it was like a whole new world (cue Aladdin song there). The sushi was huge, and flat; like it had gotten stepped on. And the tofu, well that was just a bit too much.

Argh, now I've gotten that Aladdin "Whole New World" song in my head. Grrr. I'm going to go anyway, today was a pretty blah day and there isn't much to talk about. I hope Sam comes onto ICQ soon. I still owe her a phone call, and I want to hear how fast she'll talk this time. Sam kicks so much ass. You should all go to her page with monetary donations and much love.

Well, lata.

Heehee, I bet it's pretty obvious this is not Scott. I'll give you his email address anyway so you can rawrrr at him.

scott_to_trot@msn.com.

 

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