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2.2.2k4
Thursday, 12 February 2004



Pisses me off when I realize how many idiot things I've got stashed away in my brain. I know me some Billy Joel lyrics. Damn. I know the name of the planet of whose moon the rebel's base was on in Star Wars. I don't know why I thought of that, but I did and I was horrified that I knew the name of the moon. Yavin. Stupid made-up name. I thought to myself, "why the fuck do I know the name of that moon's planet's name? What an idiot thing to know." Just as I thought this I pulled a tortilla chip out of a sac and it was a very skinny isosceles triangle and my monkeymind said, "Star Destroyer." So appalled at my sudden manic Star Wars trivia prowess, I did the only thing I could do: I rammed the chip into my eye. That snapped me out of the pain, if but for an instant. My next thought, amid my screams and the gouts of blood spraying from my eye, was, "I bet good 'ol Luke hurt like this when Darth sawed off his paw with that light sword."



Tonight: Dylan's.

Be sure to play: Find the Reference!


Emails go out late these days. Tough it out, people.

Bring yr pals. Party. I will.

See you there!

bye-ee!



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