Because of this and this.

Courtesy the CDC’s Morbidity and Mortality Weekly Report, your guide to why you aren’t feeling so hot.

http://plannedchildhood.org/

Please don’t defetus. Rocket launches. I. Um. Whaaa. Hitler? Danger Mouse? Brain shrinkage?

http://devel.okcupid.com/personality?type=RGLD&g=1&o=1&h=180

I thought I was already creepy as hell, though 🙂

I wonder if I shouldn’t just stop going to D’s and walk away from this social circle. It’s all soaked in failure now, like UCLA and half of West Los Angeles.

I’m sitting 20 feet now from people I love and can’t look at.

http://www.inspirationsensation.com/

I READ WHERE THERE IS A SERVICE NOW AS HOW YOU CAN HAVE YOUR LIVEJOURNAL PRINTED OUT AS A BOOK AND THEN YOU COULD SELL IT!

SO I AM GOING TO MAKE A LIVEJOURNAL FOR STALKING YOU AND THEN PRESENT IT TO YOU! PINK COVER, PICTURE OF MY KNIFE AND OUR FIRST DATE.

THIS IS CALLED IF I CAN’T HAVE YOU NO ONE CAN YOU FUCKING BITCH CUNT WHORE BY SUBS T. TUTE.

CHAPTER 1: YOU ARE MY WIFE AND ALWAYS WILL BE AND I CAN KILL YOU

CHAPTER 2: THAT LITTLE SHIT YOU’RE BLOWING IS GOING DOWN AND SO ARE YOU

CHAPTER 3: [UNDER CONSTRUCTION]

FACT IS I THINK IF YOU APPRECIATE IT LIKE YOU HAVE TO I’M GOING TO GO BRICK AND MORTAR HERE AND SHOP IT OUT!! I AM FAIR AND BALANCED AND PEOPLE WILL RESPOND TO MY UNIQUE PERSPECTIVE/THE TRUTH.

IF IT’S OKAY I’D LIKE TO COME OVER AND DO LAUNDRY ON THURSDAY.

Why did Germaine Greer need her own coffee table pedophilia book?

I forgot to mention in my earlier post about the Extreme Outdoorsy Person Mall that I thought the name was a bit.. off. I guess there are less and less people around who remember the 30s and 40s, but “The Camp” is a place a lot of old Jews and Japanese-Americans and Russians might prefer not to visit to purchase consumer goods, ya know?

Torgo got the best spam subject line just now: “Subject: Buy Xanax online today screwbean”. No thanks, though; that stuff gave me crazy rage fits.

Pretty good evening. Hils and L and I all showed up with radically different looks: me minus beard, Hils with black hair, and L with her short bob. It was sort of sitcom-like except that our lives lately have been a bit of a sit-trag.

It was pissing down rain earlier, serious roaring deluge. I’m glad my father had the foresight to buy a house on the top of our local hill so I’m not currently watching my back yard fill up with blarp. It’s fun driving when the windshield wipers can’t keep up and various bits of eucalyptus tree keep flying by the windshield.

I’m skating over a big black hole under the ice.

I went to a local shopping center today which is called “The Camp”. It’s an outdoorsy themed place that has in it: Adventure 16, a camping and outdoor clothes place; a Billabong surf store; a restaurant called “The Lodge”; a hippie fast food joint called “Native Foods”; and a Bikram Yoga joint.

I bought warm gloves and left.

They have speakers there that play slightly too loud atmospheric sounds (rushing waters etc.) And lots of plants.

As I left, a hindu priest guy and some yoga lady left in a car with license MA KALI.