Mumber jibble slog and flack,
Hoot tra sticky glop and snack,
Three treed noggle stip stap fip
Weeko bogbag hop hep hip
So trangle fog and klecko vig
Or else veep wowow zimbler lig!

I like geese
Geese are neat
I like geese
They have flappy feet

Here is a poem
See how it rhymes
I want to kill myself
At this particular time

Congratulations to the Cult of Personality for your victory today. Now we'll see if there's any substance behind the mask. I suspect he's just going to be like every other politician, but maybe he'll prove me wrong. It'd be a nice change.

Who are you going to vote for in the presidential election, and why? (pretend for a minute that you can be bothered to vote)

And yes, I am going to question whatever answer you provide, no matter which side it is. I just want some actual justification, not "Obama isn't George W. Bush" or "McCain isn't a Muslim Terrorist."

This was sparked by an LJ post of someone's, and I'm just curious about what you (my loyal readers) feel about this particular topic ( Read more... )

I like to put words like "effusive" and "superlative" in the reports I write up on behalf of people, and they never know what the words mean. Also, unrelatedly, maybe I should make "solitude over solidarity" my personal motto. I'm trying to figure out the connection between those two words is. They are both the state of being one single entity, I ( Read more... )

My girlfriend hates me.

For reasons which I find difficult to articulate, I am going to resurrect my website in the next several months. I have several issues which pertain to this (and some which don't), which you may answer any or all of ( Read more... )

I just had a pang of desire to actually have "friends" to go out and do things with. Something must be wrong with me today.

I've also spent the last several weeks really wanting to write something, but I never have anything at all to say. It's taken all of my effort to force even this much into text.