Sep 20, 2005 05:26
I meant to write this last night but I was so exhausted that I crashed. Anyway. I'll tell you exactly what I think about David Blaine. I think he must have been wholly neglected as a child because he is starved for attention like no other. The end.
I'm up getting ready for work. IT'S STILL BEFORE FIVE-THIRTY IN THE MORNING. I can pretty much guarantee you that there are no other sane people up right now. And that it took all the strength I had to spell guarantee right. Twice.
amusing