err, i ll try to post this as lucid as posibble, but either ive unknowinglingl taken some rather poor quality hallucenogens, or am having a annurism of some sort.

stoill all the waivy little lines and she'gosamyr' affect are kind of pretty. cant say i feel sick or anything, just 'pleasant'. i dont take drugs as a rule and have no idiea if/what/how i ended up as i am presently,

weird, but pleasant.

ah, been at the bleech again?

not that i know, of.
still walking about in a bit of a pleasant daze of sorts.winking at fat lasses, holding the door open for non attractive women, gave a box of cereal to a man i didnt know, who had just broke up with his girlfriend, and seemed on the verge of tears. And when PrayeR messaged me about not getting any 'disciples of the corn' i didmt say, 'suck it down,you faggot clown' but instead, 'sure, i will set it to release' and recomended other downloads that seemed to be moving along rather quik.

i hope this aura of good nature'dness that seems to be wrapped around me like a bunch of snotty cleanexes goes away soon, deep down im just not that nice.

/me puts the wood glue on the top shelf and backs towards the door