[thrillhouse]

my imaginary blog entry for today:

i have done a lot of soul searching today. i read my earlier entry, and realized that i am suffering from a form of melancholy. i went to the library and checked out some self-help books. the librarian was checking me out. he thinks i’m hot. i could tell by the way his hand shook as he handed me back my library card. i have that affect on men and small animals. at any rate, after checking out my books, i waited outside for him. i hid in the bushes, and followed him home to make sure he was not being followed by some lunatic. i know where he lives now, i will have to drop in sometime to chat.

i have only read a few chapters of the book entitled “I’m Okay and You’re Okay.“ it put things into perspective for me. it made me realize, despite my insanity, i can do anything i put my mind to. the United Galactic Council can piss off. i will achieve liberation, and my soul WILL be transmitted to the universal fax network mother. nothing will stand in my way. i am in control of my destiny. Not my mother, my dog nor my fear.