Archive for November, 2004

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Illiterate?

You know, I’ve found that my tendency to mix up the word

NARCOLEPSY
with the word
NECROPHILIA

has led to some awkward situations. Rather awkward.

Munchkins

One day, when I am president of the world,
I will remember all the “little people” who reminded me when I wasn’t wearing pants.
Thank you, midgets and dwarves.

Happy Birthday

Ok, I’m keeping this exceedingly brief since I’m in a rush, but I felt obliged to share a new song I wrote for my birthday. That’s right – I am now 22, the legal age for hunting rabbits and certain Belgians. (It’s a little known fact. If you don’t believe me, go look it up.) I recorded and uploaded the song, and you can listen to it over and over again!

Happy Birthday to me!