Frankly, it's all true.
So this brass monkey, the funky monkey oddly enough, comes up to me the other day, right?
So, being the person that I am, I shot it.
In case you hadn't noticed, there is a plethora of empty space in my LJ between posts. So, there it is. If you hadn't noticed, I pointed it out to you. So, end of that subject.
So, yesterday I was told "you need to just see the forest for the tree's". This was in regards to the state of the world today. I was vaguely offended, and vairly disturbed by this statement. Friend: "Ooooh, look! Bunches of tree's!!!" me: "But they're all on fire." Friend: "You need to just see the forest for the tree's."
No, this is not how the conversation went, it's just the general jist of it if you stop to consider things for a moment.
So, let's hear it. Is the best part of watching Labrynth David Bowie dancing with the Baby in those tight package revealing pants?
Vote either Yes!, or Hell Yes!
(For those of you who aren't so very quick, that was not actually set up as a poll. I know. Shocking.)
So in the recesses of a mind plauged with guilt, I have to wonder if I can find myself a crunchy snickers bar or not. I need to get my books propped up better, before they all fall over, but I can't really seem to rig up anything useful.
It occurs to me, after rereading some of this, that linear thought has obviously escaped me currently. This is what happens when you are tired.
News flash! Thespians are, contrary to popular belief, NOT lesbians.
Thank you, and goodnight.
And yes, I will post something sensical sometime, just not anytime relative to anywhere.