I found this crumplied old carbon-copy receipt in my pocket. Wow did it EVER! Get crumbplied! If I zoom in on the jpg I can make out a teezy springkling of letties n’ nombres. (where 1=A ng 2=g unt 4&6 and so fourth. . . . . . …)
Oh weird… just now getting ready to write this — I see 2 bunnies reproducing out in the yard. (That’s great how people use the term “fuck like bunnies”, cuz literally, this took 0.75 seconds and seemed to be about as noteworthy to them as droppin’ a pellet.)
So, .what I was gonn saylike, uh, ,[so yeah![:],Yeah!YTEAH! !I was resistant to this whole “computer fad” “world wide interwebs” thing I heard about, know? BUT no, it’s pretty cool. Um, just the fat fact that I have accumulated ‘noof stuff om ny iTunes that you put in RANDOM SHIFFLE and hear a song you did NEVER hear before ,, and iss a GREAT song, even! ! ! That makes a computeer act NEAT right thim’n'THERE, SallyCrassg!(it even says how great a song i heard on the 5 out of 5 stars I gave it!5 means GRREAT!) !
I just took a personality test on the interweb. The results?… “messy, depressed, introverted, feels invisible, does not make friends easily, nihilistic, reveals little about self, fragile, dark, bizarre, feels undesirable, dislikes leadership, reclusive, weird, irritable, frequently second guesses self, unassertive, unsympathetic, low self control, observer, worrying, phobic, suspicious, unproductive, avoidant, negative, bad at saving money, emotionally sensitive, does not like to stand out, dislikes large parties, submissive, daydreamer”
I set em straight, though; sent em an email, told em I’s gonna shoot em in the face. I mean, “feels undesirable”? Come on! I would SO totally fuck me, yo! Me-yOW, baby!
‘I’m like, tah.’
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on the bus ride to work, seeking refuge from the infinite horrors of the universe, I was overcome by how lovely people can look without knowing it. a particular back looked unfathomably perfect in its 3-D, psychedelic pool of atomic clusters. you know? so I took an infinitely inadequate picture with my phone to immortalize the event. creepy, yeah? oh well. I like the picture ok, for all its infinite inadequacies and implied creepinesses. in the new globular inter-world, there is no privacy anyway.
Sometimes I feel down about getting so dumb lately from all the THC, but no, for real–it’s got its smarten-ing properties too, more left brain/right brain shtuff, uh-huh. Ideas come so free, right? Good ideas, bad ideas, any kind you like, but the ability to interpret them is what I lose. …Which I guess is a pretty big loss, don’t know what can be done… Not so long as I need my meds, right?