Year: 2002

I am sickly attractive to running my fingertips over new mosquito bites. It’s like something new on my skin I haven’t met yet. I like to pinch it and make criss-crosses with my fingernails and watch them change color when I move them a bit. What is it? Do I really want to know? Or…

This is a poem (in 10 minutes or less) of my search strings in the exact order they appear before me. Back with during the prohibition on idioms and liquor There was a photo with a dog with a horse butt Parker Posey saw the sighting and took the picture while dr. zizmore took pictures…

Closed-door meetings need to be edited and changed. The only door which should be closed is the front door after the people involved in the important meeting (held at a whisper) exit and go out to hold the important meeting. Especially if and when they take place behind my head and I can hear every…

Some guy here was just singing, “It’s the FINAL COUNTDOWN!” and he yells, “Hey Howley! You Remember that one?!” And I’m like, “Hell YES! It’s EUROPE!” And we laughed and then I was sort of wondering why I fill my brain with useless matter such as the lyrics to “The Final Countdown” by Europe. And…

It’s a day by day thing it is. And we’ll see how this goes. It’s 11 am and I am still eating Ginger Snaps. I am drinking shitty coffee and I am creating bitmap images for work. (Yes, work) The new frat boy joined us today. He seems ok. The PC never came. Perhaps I…

We went to the Toys ‘R Us at Times Square. It was quite a treat. We met ET and something weird looking. And there were screaming kids and parents who were probably trying to lose them. And there was a mihow and a tobyjoe taking it all in and then having a drink.

today should be a real treat. It’s Monday. It’s raining. I have no uMMMbrella and mass-transit (and all its inhabitants) is moviing in slow motion

Are you there god? It’s me, mihow. I ate almost an entire box of ginger snaps. Ginger snaps are perhaps the greatest cookie on earth. As of Sunday night at 11:15 p.m. (EST) Gingers snaps take the lead in the great cookie race. Amen.

Thi s is truly some sick shit. I read the entire thing as well. People actually put that much faith into a “doctor” no matter who they really are? Creepy. This guy is so very messed up. At times, I was laughing. I must make it even remotely funny (sometimes), what fun is it to…

Toby put together a bike for me to replace the one which was cut up. It’s purty. It’s orange.