so this is yet another pointless entry...i've been lazy and haven't
done much with my life...except walk/take the train all over boston
looking for a job. but that's about it. hey, i just looked out the
window and we have this little rocking horse garden ornament...but for
a second i thought it was a little gnome-like man crouching down behind
a plant in my backyard. creepy. and then there's all these moths that
hang around outside my back door with the light and so they get in
because our screen door doesn't close all the way...anyway, there's
this moth on the ceiling but it's really weird. it's shaped like some
poisonous mushroom. maybe it is a mushroom. on my ceiling. but i sort
of cleaned the other day...not that i really mopped the ceiling. maybe
i'm just ON mushrooms and i'm hallucinating the whole thing. that's
probably the most likely. but do mushrooms cause hallucinations? some
drug police dude will be looking for like...dug blogs or something and
track me somehow through my computer and come arrest me. BUT I SWEAR I
DON'T DO DRUGS! i'm just digging myself into a deeper hole here, aren't
i? HEY SPECIAL REPORT ON TV! sandra day o'connor just annouced her
resignation. they're puzzled on the tv because "sandra day o'connor is
in FINE health!" apparently she wants to travel. anywho, while that is
all very fascinating, i'm not running a political journal. NO! NO I'M
NOT, DON'T ARGUE WITH ME! at least that saved me from talking about
mushrooms anymore. you know, i'm supposed to be washing the dishes
right now. and putting them in the dish drainer. no wait. EMPTYING the
dish drainer. you know, it would be a heck of a lot easier to
emphasize words on this thing if they would give me one of them italics
buttons. because the way it is now, if i really want to emphasize
something i have to put it in caps...and that just MAKES IT LOOK LIKE
I'M YELLING! especially when it's just one or two words in a
sentence, it really makes me look crazy, like i have no volume
control...but I swear i REALLY DO have VOLUME control! I'M not
THAT craZY! so really, i'm not yelling at you, beautiful one or
two readers. except when i am. like back up there...you
know, when i yelled at you. up there. up where, you
ask? up there. where i yelled at you. where? up
there. no no, not there. further back in the entry.
yeah right there. no no no, actually, not there. back
there. yeah, right where i yelled at you. back there.
HOLY HELL, DON'T YOU SEE WHAT I MEAN? BACK THERE!!!!! or
right there. a sentence ago. well, two sentences ago
now. three. four. five. well, those numbers
actually don't count as sentences. there's no verb. or
subject. or...something, i don't know. anyway, the last
time i yelled at you was the last time i typed in caps. maybe i
should have said that in the first place. actually no, that
wouldn't have worked and i'm not getting into why it wouldn't
have. trust me, it just wouldn't have. hey look...what's
rich text? if i click that...AN ITALICS BUTTON HOLY SHIT! i
am so so so so so so so so so SO happy!
good lord, it's almost 11 am. i have wasted at least 2 1/2 hours
this morning. damn you al roker. why do i find you so
strangely addicting? because really, you are hideous. and
annoying. and yet, so...what's that cool word i'm looking
for? i forgot it. entrancing? yes, that's it.
entrancing. wait, is that even a word? i'm sure it
is. i love words...i should know. well now that i've made
myself all nervous that it's not a word or that i'm using it
incorrectly, i'm going to go check it. but it's right. i
know it is. all the same...please hold.
- To put into a trance.
- To fill with delight, wonder, or enchantment (courtesy of www.dictionary.com...that website is my god).
does al roker put me into a trance? does he fill me with delight,
wonder, or enchantment? yes...i would say he puts me into a
trance. with his hypnotic...what the hell is he doing? he
just said he was sonic the hedgehog. anyway...his
hypnotic...stupidity. and yes...sometimes he fills me with
delight, wonder, and enchantment. especially when he...well, no
actually he doesn't ever really. well sometimes i do wonder
what kind of crack he's got. it must be special.
MAILMAN! i love the mailman. he's like my best
friend. except i've never even exchanged one word with him.
but he always brings me such lovely items...for example, yesterday he
brought me a pair of jeans...granted, i did order them and pay for
them. but he brought them to me. and today, he's brought me
a letter and a "summer work opportunity". NO MORE POUNDING THE
PAVEMENT? if he really did bring me a credible work opportunity
i'll make him some food and leave it in the mailbox tomorrow. as
a reward. what's vector? what do they do? if they
give me money...i don't care! hmmmmm.
anyway...i don't know if it's credible. so no mail food.
but still, we have the letter. lets' see. hell, the mailman
just brought me a late graduation card and 50 bucks. so mail food
after all. good mailman. i may hug him. does anyone
else love their mailman? is that one word? or two?
one, i was right. yay. ok this is just getting
ridiculous. i've covered way too many random subjects. so,
this is the end. of the entry. you dig playa? i'm on
crack. NO I'M NOT REALLY! i don't want the drug police to
get me. THE END.