As Eye/Stomach Goes To Infinity
2 February 2001
6:25 PM: I don't really know why I ended up getting a sandwich and one of these big salads from Briazz Today. Sometimes I'm just too hungry, and I do all the purchasing before I do any of the eating. More lameness.
Bride with White Hair and Butterfly and Sword last night at the 4 Star. Fun movies, people exploding, people flying, people being torn apart by whips, headless corpses flying, Michelle Yeoh taking a bath. Cute girls in crowd. Not that I'm obsessed much. Really terrible dreams this morning. A certain female individual putting a curse on me - I was a giant monkey also, that was just sort of a given - the curse was a really bad genital infection. Definitely time to go to the doctor again I guess. Hey, god forbid there should be some other bad news waiting out there in the Newsiverse that I'm not receiving. Getting much more two-year-old-like in just refusing to get out of bed.
Not much in any kind of mood to be typing here.
Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.
All names are fake, most places are real, the author is definitely unreliable but it's all in good fun. Yep.
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