So, you know that executive monster in M0nsters Inc? The one with all of the legs and the three peice suit? Yea. I saw him in McDonalds today.
Also: We must get to Bethlehem to pay our taxes to Ceasar! But you're great with child. The messiah!
Other than that, my essay won't write itself, but I have no excuse not to write it tonight other than shere laziness.
I feel like having another milkshake. Because I am obese.
posted by M.Jazz @ 10:20 PM
To be concise, I can't feel something without describing it. Probably, this is due to some sort of traumatic experience I had in the womb. I hate the expression, "She wears her heart on her sleeve." It makes the subject sound weak and whiny. I concede that I am both of these things, but I don't like to come right out and say it...mostly because I'm an arrogant fool. I'd rather refer to myself as effusive. If you'll sit a while and read, I'm sure you'll agree.
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