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Nick Jagger Jr. (graymattered) wrote,
@ 2004-07-27 18:37:00
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    Sheboulboulet
    There's the bite and the ulcer*.

    On the same spot in my tounge, imagine! I can't open my mouth or swallow anything without wincing because the pain - oh baby the pain - is TEH PAIN! The ulcer was ok; I get them all the time, mainly because of the stochastic weather. I can live with it. But to inadvertently bite my tounge on the same spot where the pus is-- my gas! I developed a fever just because of that.

    Which brings me to my main point: I was absent yesterday [Monday] because of that and therefore, was not able to go out and meet you guys. I hope you all had fun. (I make gurreat excuses for not coming, won't you agree?) But hey, really, I wanted to go if not for the slight fever and my incapacity to talk, let alone smile.

    So there I was at home on a monday morning, not able to get out of bed because the mere effort of sitting triggers the pain. I just spent the whole time reading Ayn Rand.

    By the way... whenever I read the first chapter of the third and last part ["A is A"] of Ayn Rand's Atlas Shrugged, I feel like I badly want to masturbate...and I do, too. And it's weird because the two experience [reading the chapter and jerking-off] feels exactly the same - kind of like the feeling of guiltless freedom, and just self-exultation and deliverance. No kidding. It's the only time I masturbate and feel like I earned the right to masturbate.

    Which is stretching the topic far too long already. So I'm going to just tell you that I'm going to celebrate my 21st birthday next week, the 3rd of August, whoppee!!! But, I won't be treating friends out until the 21st. That's when there'll be a Kiddie Party [no kidding] in McDonalds for my debut. Woohoo. No final whereabouts yet, but I'll let you know because I'm going to invite you, yes.

    I've a new best friend, swimmy. Heehee. He doesn't know it yet, but I talk to Jerry about him and maybe Jerry'll tell him about it, but I doubt because Jerry is a very unrealiable turtle like I already told you before. (There's something redundant in the preceding sentence but I won't make corrections anymore.)

    Screaming, I say, is an undiscovered virtue, that only those who have the capacity to be truly happy can ever achieve. EEeeeeeeeeEEEEeee!!!!!

    And that's that!


    *the small oral boils/furuncle/singaw


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