Sep 20, 2006 22:35
Amazon.com just sent me a coupon for $20 off my next purchase of shoes.
It's like they know me or something.
I'm sorry. I'm still sick and still stiff-necked, and therefore, I don't have anything of substance, neither serious substance nor humorous substance, to say. I could tell you about the weird dream I had last night, wherein I dreamed I was sharing a hospital room with Gregory House, but that would be boring. I could tell you my idea for Terri's Christmas present, but that would be bad because, y'know, that crazy bitch reads this blog.
Or I could just tell you that while I love Robot Chicken and Aqua Teen Hunger Force, Tom Goes to the Mayor just confuses me.
rhetoric,
dreams,
pulp