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    Thursday, December 01, 2005

    Cotton

    At some point last night I think some malevolent little house elf came into my room and removed one of my eyes and stuffed a dirty sock into my brain. It all feels like cotton now. I should have had more water. Nothing like waking up at four in the morning to a cat walking all over the bed with a dirty sock in your head and acid trying to eat the back of your throat out. I think I had two too many last night and would therefore like to apologize to anyone about anything I might have said within any conversation, including conversations I wasn’t involved in. There is also a mystery as to how after all this drinking my tab came up as $ 0.00. I seem to be beset on all sides by some odd kindness that takes the form of invisible bar tabs. I like it here; I think I want to stay.

    And to all you poor bastards that didn't get a T.A.R.D.I.S keychain, it sucks to be you. And to all you poor bastards that don't know what a T.A.R.D.I.S is, it sucks to be me.

    And to everyone that actually had to get up and go to work this morning, I salute you. No really, I'm saluting right now.

    3 comments:

    Fabricationist said...

    I miss your pour as well.

    Anonymous said...

    Do the commentators get evil ratings?

    The TLATT needs a high number.....

    Fabricationist said...

    If enough comments get generated, I may rate the commentators myself. Otherwise, to rate any given comment, just click on the evil rating button and it will take you to the site where you can test your comments or simply have it rate another site of your choosing.