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Tuesday, November 16, 2004 ( 9:04 PM ) Dear World, Baby did a bad bad thing... OK before I go any further I must make the disclaimer that I think Chris Isaak kind of sucks, except for his one redeeming thing which is that when he played at Blondie's in SF a few years ago to a crowd which included a lot of gay people, he announced, "Let your freak flags fly!" which made everyone very, very, happy. Anyway, I had that line from that damn song running through my head all day ever since I was walking down the street and spotted a NOTEBOOK on the street, in a spot where a car was probably once parked. I looked around and, seeing no witnesses, picked it up and carried it along with me. I haven't looked in it yet but I swear, if it seems important I'll return it to the exact same spot where I found it. But I had to pick it up- it's NOVEL FODDER!!! Grist for the old mill!!! I'm taking Lux's lead and participating in National Novel Writing Month and working furiously on my Piece De Resistance. I'd tell you about it, except then I'd have to kill you. Ha ha just kidding. I'm not going to tell you about it because I want it to be a big huge incredible surprise and treat for everyone when it shows up in bookstore windows across the land!!! I wonder if I'm having delusions of grandeur. I'm not psycho though, I'm generally quite stable. I think there are only two things that make people think I'm really fucked up. First is that I make promises and don't keep them, I don't reply to emails all the time, I don't show up for my own fucking gigs or other people's gigs, and so on. The second thing is when I claim to be psychic. But it's true, I really am sometimes!!! For example, I know the origin of Lux's heroine from her novelle noir/mystery novel from last year's NaNoWriMo, Bunny Day. She was at first un Bon Idee, and she lived in a Sanitary Pad! (Get it? Like a bachelor pad, only... OK I give up.) Well, there you have it. Me in a nutshell. You can judge for yourself. Anyway I am quite busy and I am so excited to finally be writing a novel because it's my big chance to vindicate myself before the whole world blows up! So, you probably won't see me here for a while except I suppose I should return and tell you what turned out to be in the notebook. I'll do that, and I'll let you know if I end up keeping it or returning it to the spot where I found it. I figure I owe you, Dear World, at least that much. P.S. I'm really sorry too, World. For the Bush thing. We tried really, really hard and most of us are just as freaked as you, except for people in Adfghanistan and Iraq, who I am sure are quite a bit more freaked.
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Your ignorance is fucking unbearable. You ought to be ashamed of how incredibly foolish you are. People like you make me sick.
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