| Resident Irrelevancy ( @ 2006-05-31 02:56:00 |
sick of the swiss
what!
there are jellybeans on the desk, next to the computer!
they must be munched on!!!
Two Sickening Thoughts (while i eat these jellybeans)
1. Airports. I am sick and tired of airports and their merciless shit.
I am tired of tickets and gates and security checks, sick and tired of terminals.
I am "terminal-ly ill."
LOLOLOL yeah (You liked that one, I know).
Okay, I dont dislike airports that much. I just built it up so i could incorporate that pun.
Today I was subjected to Extra Surveillance and they had me step through a detector and into a "Puff Chamber."
"Place your feet on the black footprints and wait for the magic to happen."
There was humming... and suddenly! A barragement of air on all sides! "-ggah!"
It is to check for explosives on me.
Yeah, I stepped out shaken and disheveled. And laughing, because it was so amazing.
2. She does not remember, or care about me very much at all. I could do well with some time away from Rhode Island. But that doesn't mean I don't already miss that murmur of a voice.
...Unfortunately.
I lament over what an [undesirable] idiot I am, once in every awhile.
Today it took place in a rickety, white rocking chair.
(The armrests were falling apart...)
what!
there are jellybeans on the desk, next to the computer!
they must be munched on!!!
Two Sickening Thoughts (while i eat these jellybeans)
1. Airports. I am sick and tired of airports and their merciless shit.
I am tired of tickets and gates and security checks, sick and tired of terminals.
I am "terminal-ly ill."
LOLOLOL yeah (You liked that one, I know).
Okay, I dont dislike airports that much. I just built it up so i could incorporate that pun.
Today I was subjected to Extra Surveillance and they had me step through a detector and into a "Puff Chamber."
"Place your feet on the black footprints and wait for the magic to happen."
There was humming... and suddenly! A barragement of air on all sides! "-ggah!"
It is to check for explosives on me.
Yeah, I stepped out shaken and disheveled. And laughing, because it was so amazing.
2. She does not remember, or care about me very much at all. I could do well with some time away from Rhode Island. But that doesn't mean I don't already miss that murmur of a voice.
...Unfortunately.
I lament over what an [undesirable] idiot I am, once in every awhile.
Today it took place in a rickety, white rocking chair.
(The armrests were falling apart...)