Friday, February 25, 2005

Sometimes when I'm anxious

I have to become miniature and climb up on my thimble pillow. I like to put on my special pink angora socks and drink a tincture of goat's milk and Autumn Oak Dust with a drop of dew. Luckily, my fairy butler has agreed to go to the office as me tomorrow so I don't have to worry about the after-effects. (My butler gets a kick out of being me for the day.) So I have some time to breathe and think right now. I've been working on this new rap with bikerfox... but I'm still anxious. I think it is because my mind was blown. The theory of the time cube. Proceed with caution. I mean it.

I dare you to read the whole thing! I cannot be done.

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