you'd be surprised how many entries like this one never get published
2002-07-17 4:07 p.m.
I was thinking today, and my parents are actually insane. For my birthday, they drove to Anhk-Morpork, and bought me a gift certificate I will have to drive to Anhk-Morpork to redeem. If they had instead chosen to walk a mere five blocks, they could have gotten me a gift certificate I could have used in my bookstore, meaning I could have specially ordered any title currently in print anywhere on the whole damn planet, *and* gotten 20% off. Ah well. Never look a gift certificate in the mouth, right?*Stops and ponders this for a minute.* Well, you know what I meant. *** Hmm. Surely, if I sit here and babble long enough, I'll think of something to say? Quit calling me Shirley. Ba dam bum ching! *** I think that when I grow up, I want to write headlines for the porn magazine industry. I saw one yesterday: "The face that launched 1000 loads!" Brilliant. And you thought porn was just for dirty old men. Apparently, It's also for dirty old classical mythology scholars. *** Feh. I got nothing. Perhaps some other time.
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