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Friday, July 14, 2006

i dont know who the hell designed my mouth, but it just so happens that whenever im eating my left molar just seems to keep chunking together with the one on top and hence chunking out my side flesh of my mouth. and it happens once and then it swells so its bigger and therefore theres more chance of it getting bitten again. and so it keeps getting bitten over and over and this takes place at several times during each meal. i dont mean to complain like this but really life is getting harder by the day. first its the whole waking up thing which has to be done, then theres like living and breathing and stuff and then now a bite hole in my mouth flesh! it just gets worse...

the newspaper is depressing. rape/murder/hate/molest/headbut/skeleton in toilet/headbut.

after spending an average of 14 hours a day sitting in an office doing absolutely nothing except reading and sleeping and eating, ive let my mind loose to wander the plains of thought and after much wandering i've arrived with several key issues i think should be brought to hand. the first being the ad i saw in the newspaper. "bust enhancing serum". yea as it says just rub in on your boobs and they will be bigger/firmer and attract more business tycoons. how the hell does this serum work? i wonder, and then i thought shit, what if you accidentally spilt the serum (all of it) all over your leg?? would you grow a F-CUP right there? damm that would be embarrassing man. or worse still you mixed it up with your face wash and you became a walking booby! holy crap. its a miracle this serum, no surgery no pain, just serum.

i also started to ponder the validity of vegetarians. i mean you dont eat meat because you watched bambi or whatever, but why do you eat meat flavoured starch? or things that taste and look like meat. its like you wont eat pork, but youd eat something that looks and tastes like pork. its like eating kitten flavoured potato chips, its just wrong. bambi wouldnt want you to eat something that tasted like it. would i go as far as saying next cannibals will substitute human flesh with stuff that tastes slightly human. maybe they have prostetic legs with starch all over it in curry or something. mmm tasty!!

okay next i was thinking about tiger balm. does it really make you fierce but a but slightly crazy at the same time. heehee that was a very short thought but it made me giggle. (tiger)(balmy) <-- get it?

heres one that gao raised over ice cream and latte. how did mickey, donald, goofy and pluto all meet each other? and its a bloody good question. i mean ones a mouse, the others a duck and the other two are dogs ( goofys sort of a dog right?) and none of them speak english, they just make their respective noises. well in the old cartoons anyway. dont tell me they went to school together because thats just ridiculous. well i dont have the answer. but well maybe walt was high on something contraband at the time and thought, "hey ill draw a mouse that has a dog as a pet and talks to a duck whose friend is also a dog but yet doesnt have anything against mickey having pluto as a pet, heh ill be a millionaire!"

so obviously im using my time in camp very wisely. next week i shall think about why letter I, L,F and E are all made by adding another line to the previous one. i shall also ponder why vegetables have to taste so bad and also try and stare away my belly.

well thats all from me folks.

James Barr at 8:11 AM

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