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Monday, November 12, 2007
" glide ; 11:58 PM "

i feel like gliding over a cloud with a hot dog strapped to my back, don't ask me why.

i want to understand the jaw movements of people when they eat, because it makes me ask myself weird questions like this.

sometimes, i wonder what living in a mime would be like. heavy face make-up, tears, hey, not that much of a difference from real life, is it ? but i really love the concept of NO SOUND and only emotion. fake emotion, maybe. but still, emotion.

entertainment tvee host: " hey pamela, did you get your breasts done again?"

pamela anderson: "oh yes,"

eth: *snorts* "fake"

pamela anderson: "hey, they're still THERE !"

yes, such an interesting theory pamela anderson has taught us.

i need a barf-bag with extra chilli, thanks.



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