Sep 29, 2006 01:29
There's a party in my head and I'm not invited.
I am an eloquent fortune cookie. (Thank you, Dave!)
Yikes.
Mellow out, everyone included.
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Blah. I'm tired as hell of feeling crunched. This is not necessary.
I think of the Spanish artist Goya. Sometimes I feel like I am surrounded by heads.
No ping-pong allowed;
These heads keep popping up. They also have hands with ping-pong paddles. They play ping-pong around my head. It gives me a headache. Lots of things give me a headache lately. I have actually been pretty calm. The heads must do the same.
As Chaos, I declare a halt to all bobble-head-ping-pong playing.