December 22, 2001 :: 1:54 a.m.
paint enemas and dumb boys
Amanda's boyfriend is being a big fat asshole. Does the Y chromosome carry the stupid gene or do boys just
learn ignorance? <--- Oxymoron. I told her to strap him down and duct tape his testicles to his legs. That would keep him still long enough for her to talk to him, and then after a while, if she doesn't like what he says, she could rip the tape off. *laughs* Ah, the things that I think of. Someone should have warned Adam about me a looong time ago.
I spent most of tonight reading - I'm almost halfway through The Amber Spyglass, and I just started it this afternoon. It's muy bueno. I feel kind of foul about spending the entire day doing absolutely nothing productive, but hey.
There's nothing to write about. I want to make truffles, but I would need to buy things to do that and I don't have any money. On a completely unrelated note, I'm watching a movie and I just saw a man give himself a paint enema and then repel it out of his ass onto a canvas.
Interesting, to say the least.
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