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Oct 27, 2004 15:40

dear Th MZA,

Yr fren Heather took a pitcher thet am reverberating in you poor hed.


Th threes are spooning, she said.

Regards,
as;dlkfdaslkfjakfak

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Dear Th MZA,

You already chose this week's Livejournal Entry of th Week. It am not a funny one. All th rest you picked were @ least a little bit funny, ain't thet right, dog. Not thiz one: it am yr fren S.H.'s reflection on th relation between action and thought. Yr fren S.H. do not even remember yr name, ever, when you strike up a conversation w/ her on A.I.M. You find such forgetfulness endearing, even though it zmash yr ego like a seedless grape. It am writ in a tone what am 94% clinical, 6% nebulously sad

http://www.livejournal.com/users/twirlingtulip/354448.html

--ain't thet right, dog. Even though it's only Wednesday, you're pretty sure.

Regards,
Th as;dlkfjdsa;dfk

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Dear Th MZA,

Yr favourite journal of th moment, though, am always funny, even when it is jumping w/ both feet into a puddle of sad. Ah, yez, he call himzelf Th Gozer. It am zome kind of movie reference you always forget, and den remember, and den forget agin. You would like to drink w/ him in RL, would you not? You like thet he likes writing, zeems to enjoy it, when nearly everyone elze treats this whole Internet diary business as a job, a habit, or a bodily function.

Why do everyone want to

http://www.livejournal.com/users/inertiacrept/2004/10/17/

fuck Th Gozer's dad? And why

http://www.livejournal.com/users/inertiacrept/2004/10/23/

do Th Gozer not FEEL more traumatized by th suffering of faceless extras in his movie?

Mebbe a horror movie? He got his name from? You forget.

Regards,
Th Masdfl;jdsaf;lks

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Dear Th MZA,

Get a grip, buddy. We are here. We are not going away. Cain't you jest sit still, for a second? What's th rush rush rush? It's a large world, Th MZA, and there are many zings to enjoy, so please go 2 zleep 2night.

Th thought of law school does what to you? Makes you want to shit?

Would you jest--jest COMPOSE yrzelf, aso.

Yr curvaceous colleague Linda's last day is today. Go to th happy hour fare-thee-well. Drink zomezing w/ a lot of calories in it. U will be chilled.

Do a little bit mo' better in yr job, Th MZA. Get off th Internet for jest one cotton-pickin' moment, aso. You know people in this godless world, aso. You iz not lonely, what ever iz you goin' on about? YOU'Z REALLY WANTING TO KNOW WHAT LONELY IS, ASO? Here's a cardboard box, here's a shopping cart, here's 16 layers of clothes, here's zome zoup. Hey, we got an idea: why don't you do zomezing creative in yr spare time, instead of watching DVDs and listening to lots and lots of Masta Killa and Scarface and DJ/rupture and wishing you were black?

... OK zorry. HEY. HEY. Come on, don't be like thet, aso. We didn't mean it. Did you not receive a lot of compliments yesterday? Listen, we don't zink they was undeserved. Jest zayin', it's a large world, dog. It's even larger than you make it out to be.

We will ztill be here even if you do not eat us today, or tomorrow, or th day after tomorrow, or thiz week-end.

LOVE,
TH MUSHROOMZ

P.S. yr colleague Bill has jest handed you, for yr perusal, a book called A Field Guide to Demons, Fairies, Fallen Angels, and Other Subversive Spirits. Do you really think it's a good idea to summon a demon? Do not drink and conjure, Th MZA. Personally, we think you already have th Fairies angle pretty well covered, anyhow.

smurfs, el jay eotw

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