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Nov 29, 2004 13:00

I am at work.

If you eat clemintine and then drink coffee with cream it tastes like barf in your mouth. Not 'it tastes gross', it actually tastes like authentic vomit.

We didn't do South American Surfer Day this year, and for this I am truly sorry. BUT! The reason is because it is not a fixed holiday...it is more of a movable feast. It occurs when the seasons tell us the time is right. And so far, it has not been right. It is going to be late this year becuase of global warming, you greedy bastards. You are all addicted to aresol hair spray and it is killing us. And you have bad hair. So anyways everyone get ready to break out your surfer gear and wear board shorts and sandals, or, for the truly hardcore (who will get a prize), barefeet.

I am making a new comic, to be unveiled later this week (not on lj, by talking to me in person only).

Individuals keep coming into the store trying to sell me stuff. I never saw the necessity of those 'no solicitors' signs untill now. Just now someone came in offering to deliver steaks to my door for holiday entertaining. Last week it was "Would you be interested in a great deal on a weekend in Niagra Falls?" No thank-you, I say. "Not even for a romantic getaway"? Please god may I never be intersted in a romantic getaway in Niagra Falls.

[Also, where are my real friends? Why I am I the only one still kicking around on this old thing?]
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