My pulp sci fi story went under appreciated.

the most awesome thing in macdougal st is the donner kebab place, i had some awesome baklava there for desert.

one time, while I was throwing up in the toilet, the roll of toilet paper next to my head blabbered continuously about the crisis in the middle east.

ooh thanks

sorry it was late, but I read it and I liked it. :D

we should do a collaboration.

Major Tom and the Amazon Women of the Moon.

sounds like a winner.

Me too, I sleep through anything. Last saturday in london turned into an all nighter, when I arrived back at home on the sunday afternoon I was exhausted, so I decided to lay on my bed, kidding myself that I could have a little power nap and get up feeling better. I must have been out for the count for 2-3 hours, I woke up in a confused state, felt so alien, it was fairly dark, but I had no idea what time or day it was. Just getting out of bed seemed like a complex maneuver.

Has anyone read the poem 'making cocoa for Kingsley Amis', by Wendy Cope?

mix it with lemon juice.

touch yr fingertips; you'll taste the lemon.

Story:

Hayden bought a Fiona Apple cd. He feels like a total faggot.

Hayden is such a faggot

he was probably the only person with a penis who paid for a fiona apple CD in October of 07.