Here is my argument against creationism: If there were no such thing as evolution, why do all the people I’ve met from a million years in the future have cool powers that we don’t?
Also, there are Yeti Crabs now. Behold.
Haiku!
Umbrella for sale!
It has no holes! Come get it!
Pay a hundred bucks!
Does people remember the show Megas XLR? I want it released on DVD and I want it soon. Please? I’ll be your friend.
It was raining when I woke up, but then it turned to snow. The kind of snow that stays on the ground for more than a day. I do not be approvin’.
Haiku!
Too many Walrus!
Here, there, ev’ry place: Walrus!
Yes, I hate them all.
Tomorrow, I try to write something for a change. That’ll be neat.
Yesterday I slept for like sixteen hours. One day on the weekend I slept a total of seventeen, though not all at once. I fear I may be sick or something and my body is trying to fight it. Whatever the case, it sure does eat up my time. And that I don’t care for. But I was late for work last night, which has it’s upsides.
Haiku!
Many Robots Fly.
Some have extendable legs.
Too few have chauffeurs.
I bought a cherry pie a few days back, except when I took it out of the box, it turned out to be a straw-berry rhubarb. I have since righted this gross mis-labeling by eating the strawberry rhubarb and then buying a real cherry.
Apparently my roommate Marq came home last night and stumbled across a man hiding in our living room who had been in the process of stealing us. I guess the guy then left and the controls for our PS2 are missing, though the PS2 itself is still here, but unplugged. Of course, with Marq being the lazy introvert he is he isn’t willing to go to the super about this, let alone any law enforcement. The dozens of security cameras in our building, had they cognitive abilities, would weep for their very purpose being ignored. I guess that guy is just lucky that Marq caught him instead of Marq’s angry-at-the-world-roommate-with-a-superhero-fixation.
Though he was an idiot to go about unhooking the Playstation with all my DVDs Right There. But I guess that’s a good thing for me.
In other news, I had a dream last night involving quitting my job. I mean, it wasn’t the same job I had in the real world exactly, but I guess quitting is not a bad thing by any means. But then my dreams have been mostly insanse lately and my sleep fitful. Probably not a good thing.
Haiku!
Go go Mario!
Go all the way to world eight!
Beat the whole damn game!
Also, I’ve gone spendcrazy again. Lacking anything that actually makes me want to go about living, I just keep throwing money at books/DVDs/comics/toys/food or things that don’t really help my soul, but keep myself watching. Sure I may end up poor, but at least I’ll have posessions. It was about this time last year when last I went truly spendcrazy, I believe.
Ah, crap. It’s Sunday again aready. I’m so sick of Sunday, since they’re the longest shift of the week. Aren’t I supposed to rest on Sundays? I think my job is trying to condemn me to Hell.
Haiku!
Forever cactus.
Never to be a pine tree.
Cactus, for all time.
I just got out of the shower and found my calender had fallen off my wall. I don’t know why. Ain’t no wind. The thumbtack/pushpin thing must have just slid out of its hole. I assume it is a message from the primaevil forces of the universe, but I don’t know what it means. I suck at reading the universe.
