praise for the fool

the fool that i am is ridiculously self-indugent at times... waking after a few hours of sleep i found myself slightly physically hungry (just consumed maybe 1000 calories today) and seriously emotionally hungry (loneliness, alas) and so i turned on the tv and found nothing and so i went out to taco bell and bought a few things to eat and settled for old star trek next generation episodes and felt semi-satisfied while still feeling hungry so i made some chocolate milk and watched some more st:ng and remembered how irritating troy can be (particularly in the episode titled night terrors and her body suit doesn't overcome the performance) either because she is a very bad actress or because she has a way too over-dramatic character cuz, for me at least, she comes across as if emotions are so challenging to understand (and her character is quite dumb and arrogant at times) so maybe it is just over-acting or maybe she is just a very incompetent empath or perhaps there is no clearly rational reason for her rubbing me the wrong way... don't take it personally marina, it is just a character on a tv show, no matter what you may hear at conventions (wink wink)...

and really?... have you seen the depends commercial with the street crowd all walking around in nothing but depends on from the waist down?... yeah, i am scraping the bottle of the barrel for distraction and stimulus and inspiration tonight... i switched over to a dvr'ed through the wormhole as the urine smell rises again... the fabreeze didn't help, alas... lots of alas tonight... we won our softball game, coming back from being down 10-7... i used my new bat that arrived yesterday and it was ok, but nothing magical... at least not yet (ever so hopeful, we are)...

ok, so fool, yes, but praise?... really?...

narf :)