If I sneeze, this Kleenex will shoot out of my nose.

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

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