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Saturday, April 16, 2005 ( 11:04 PM ) Dear World, Oh, my God, I am so lame. The comments people have left here have at once got my measly little brain spinning again as well as left me feeling Very Guilty about how much I have ignored you, my World, as of late. I haven't been here since November? I am so sorry!!!! I honestly didn't realize how much time had gone by. I have been working. I hate it! I'm quitting. I never finished my novel on time and this stupid job thing is keeping me from working on it. I will tell you about the stupid job thing after I quit and after I'm fully recovered. In the meantime, well I hadn't thought about Salinger in a long time but "Six Degrees of Separation" was on TV the other night and I watched it with my dad. Don't shoot me but I'm one of those lame-ass retarded freaks who never read Catcher In The Rye. It was one of my dad's very favorite books & maybe I just assumed it would be boring. Anyway I'm reading it now and it's MUCH MUCH MUCH more interesting than the diary I found. I still feel bad for that Mormon guy. Whenever I see the MMs (Mormon Missionaries) around the 'hood I wonder if one of them is the guy who dropped the diary. Oh wait, why didn't this occur to me before? I am such a dumb-ass. (And you are correct, I've never talked about myself in such a derogatory manner before but it's the fucking JOB, man. Working for the Man has reduced me to this.) I bet the guy dropped his diary in the puddle on purpose. I bet he had looked at some porn that morning and he just couldn't bear to keep writing about it and showing it to his girlfriend. I used that trick once when I got a bad report card, I drowned it in a lake, under a dock. It's probably still there. You won't be able to read it though, it will be nothing but slush by now. OK and I also feel like a dumbass for not writing to the guy who posted here from the Middle East because I'd really like to have an open dialogue with someone over there. If he's in the military I want to know what the fuck, like what the hell was he thinking when he signed up and isn't he pissed off now and how the fuck do they deal, knowing how badly they were duped, not to mention realizing that if maybe the media and the education system had done their job better he & his friends there might have not wanted to enlist. Maybe he's one of those No Children Left Behind who got recruited when the high schools were forced to turn their rosters over to the military. Oh well... I waited so long he's probably dead by now. OK sorry for my crassness. I'm in a kind of a sucky mood because this crazy crazy fucked up world is spinning madly all around me and everything is crumbling and there seems to be no point in having dreams or goals or anything because we're all going to be in the middle of some fucking religious war before soon anyway, unless we're spared the agony by Mother Earth rising up and taking back what is rightfully hers, smiting all of us down. That will teach us. Or it won't. But it might keep us at least from going and fucking up other planets when we're done fucking up this one. I mean really, what are these lunatics thinking? Jeeeezus.
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They weren't thinking. Thinking is not only out of style -- it's dangerous, somewhere between treason and blasphemy. If we only we stop thinking we'll be happier. That's the message.
Did you know that the "no panties" domain name has expired? I guess we'll all have to buy right-wing panties now. :-)
Fuckety-fuck-fuck. I called our Web-Meistress & harrassed her for not turning on auto-renew. She claims to have had a migraine since mid-April but promises me she's on it. I believe I will have to pester her with reminder calls. Jeez. Well THANK YOU for alerting me. We at NPFP are clearly out of our own loop.
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