October 27, 2004

Let’s take things out of context again:

I forgot to mention something fantastic.

I appear to be the only male Revolutionary Knitter.

I went home and hid under my sheets until my problems went away.

I need more butter or less toast.

I‘m WAY too pomo to actually APPLY anything.

If you really want to annoy me, hog the driers.

Should I slather my eyelids with vaseline?

Don’t be put off by my obsession with you.

There is a factory in my sinuses.

All of the terrible ‘punk’ lyrics I wrote when I was younger came flooding back.

I wish you were here to rub my tummy.