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August 7th, 2001 - 3:24 a.m.I'm Currently Avoiding:
I was going to write an entry about something or other (I didn't really have anything concrete to discuss, but I'm sure I could've thought of something), however, mail.com is giving me conniption fits. It's seriously making me want to beat my head into the wall. And between that and the stupid cat and what happened with that, I really don't feel like doing a damn thing.
What's up with the moon lately anyway? It seems like it's been full for like two weeks at this point. I swear, it's been possible to see stuff outside for a very long time. Maybe I'm just on crack and or time is being strange again. Those are probably plausible answers. I have a bunch of words and things I could put here, but that would require effort, and I really don't want to do that.
I told people that three paragraphs were enough for an entry...I was right. Actually, less is acceptable too on occasion. Besides, why would I want to write here when I can write other places? Damn productivity and damn mail.com, which has arbitrarily decided to work again for a little while. Guess I'll have to hurry then.
Oh, and there are some actors from the '80s who just shouldn't be able to come back more than a decade later and revive their flagging acting careers. They should just stay off the face of the planet...like Pee-wee Herman and Mr. T. Well, maybe Mr. T can stay for a little while, but Pee-wee needs to go away and shouldn't have ever came back in the first place.
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And I like it that way.