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Tuesday, October 28, 2003

Sometimes, I wonder if maybe I'm weird. After all, I have a lot of idiosynchrocies that I would typically hate to have exposed to the world, for fear of being laughed at, or crucified for, as the case may warrent - but then I realize something important. I'm not half as weird as some people. For example:



I've never dressed up like any video game character. Not even once. And even if I had, I wouldn't go to conventions with lots of other people who are dressed up that way, especially not in the middle of February. People who do this need to just give it up. Like, if you ever find yourself in a gutter in New Orleans, and you have your kidneys cut out because someone wanted to stuff them with shrimp for a gumbo... there are rational scenarios by which it could have come about. Nothing, however, explains this:


"Meow! Who stole my pills? I'm going to sever a puppy spine!"



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