Okay.
No, seriously.
It's 4:33am. The internet is being a baby. And I don't mean a baby like it's-hard-to-be-one, I mean like a BAD baby. Like a BAD BABY MONKEY. But not half so adorable!
First there's myspace, which keeps telling me I have lots of messages and friend requests and then deleting them. Or worse, making them up in the first place out of air. OUT OF THIN AIR. CYBER BABIES.
Oh my god, a brilliant idea for a movie pitch just came to me... and it's... about babies...
Fuck! I lost it! I can't even pitch nothing! And it's all the fault of these damned CYBER BABIES.
Wait, I'm reminded of something... vital. Some sort of... Hollywood... goldmine?!?
And man, the other thing that pissed me off earlier was Flickr. It won't upload anything for me. So that's just the world's loss, is all I can say. Because I might have been posting something important tonight. Something with naked in it, perhaps. You never ever know.
My brain is so broken. I feel almost drunk. Does this read drunk? Am I seeming all drunk to you? If so, take it as a lesson: FF12 is a devil's game that will lead you down the path to hell, and the internet is a haven of stupid, and roast beef is better cold and salted, unless you have some mashed potatoes left over from the night before. In which case, microwave that bitch. Microwave it SLOW AND HOT.
...
I'm kind of hungry, actually.
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Cold gravy is bad though. When it's all congealed and shit. And you can see the white globs of fat in it. And you kinda have to smear it like butter (with a knife) all over the meat. But when you heat it up, all becomes smooth. The gravy returns to it's natural glossy form. This is all true.
True beyond the telling of it.
Hot gravy = meat you pour.
o_o;
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