recap of an incident from last nite... similar to previous entries, it involves
me being a foolish poohead. i managed to act like a moron, and then thank god
this girl is a saint. she brought me back to reality. it was helpful of her.
all is better in my head, cuz thats the only place that things were wrong.
no more thinking.
just doing. or playing. by ear.
heres the amusing thing. on star trek voyager, they use my silverware. i saw
it. its true. well not MY silverware, but the same kind, which is strange
since my mom hand carried it back from sweden when she was pregnant with me.
then i stole it from them. its the second time i've seen them use it on
voyager. weird. its just surreal that they consider my silverware to be
24th century like.
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