| Current mood: | Goin where the cold wind blows |
| Current music: | "Where Did You Sleep Last Night?" |
"Dan is bad... We don't like Dan."
Yes, Jade did a very good job of describing my newly created inner evil that scorns only one: Me. Previously known as 'irrational bastard', I decided to name him Dan, after a line in the Seinfeld episode Male Unbonding where Elaine suggests an excuse: 'How about: "You've been diagnosed as a multiple personality, you're not even you, you're Dan."' In the same conversation, Jade told me that I watch too much Seinfeld. Ah well, I like the idea of having a purgeable, asphyxiatable, disembowelable, decapatable, decollateable, decimateable, disintegrateable, dismantleable, dissectable, deterioratable, executeable, tormentable, mutilateable, annihilatable, combustable, eradicatable, excreteable, excommunicatable, self-destructable, sautéable, possibly edible, blightable, smiteable, malleable, terminateable, electrocutable, reapable, flammable, severable, terminateable, floggable, punishable, demolishable, condemable, pillageable, ravageable, devastatable, assaultable, deposable, deformable,incapacitatable, rupturable, explodable, fissureable, sunderable, harrowable,degradable, denouncable, carbonizeable, suffocateable, degeneratable, dispisable character to be the source of all my problems. I can blame Dan. After all, it usually is his fault anyway. But I do not mean this in a schistophrenic manner, Dan does not speak in monotone, he really doesn't speak at all, we just exchange thoughts and he fucks with me, that's all. What an asshole.
Please, don't mind me, I'm insane.
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