This, too ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Not Now, Labienus! I went out to buy three bottled ales, having the intention of drinking them while reading more about Ho Chi Minh. Then I thought, "Hm, it's a little odd to see a dog wandering around alone at this time. Wait... that's not a dog. Jesus Christ, that is one fucking huge cat." And then I was back with half a dozen ales and a bottle of vodka. Stupid magic bobcat. Not long ago, a bafflingly reactionary Frenchman said to me, "Your saving grace is your being an Englishman. It betrays a sort of elegance that liberalism cannot ever destroy." Which was supposed to be a compliment. I think it was because I out-snootied him. I've been slightly surprised to hear about a little lad my mum used to babysit. He's been expelled for bringing marijuana into school. But, what the fuck, he can't even use a toilet, yet, can he? And I realise that it's ever so not the early nineties anymore. I'm later to be struck by how inept kids these days are when it comes to getting away with shit. "The Belarusian Social Democratic Party of Popular Accord? Splitterrrrs!" That I typed, "kids" without any intention to reference baby goats, and that I put the, "are" several words away, well, yeah, those things are really bothering me. Mum's sad, I think. Her friend has cancer, again. ChivSomething: not now, labienus, we're watching the dark crystal! I made a note to remind me of something about which I hoped to write. I do not understand it. watches, left-eyedrunk? I don't remember! If I left a note, I bet it was good. 4:49 a.m. - 2005-10-23 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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