Friday, July 04, 2003
I'm watching the Christmas episode of Invader Zim. I keep getting flashes of how I'd explain Christmas to a child, my child. I don't want to have kids, mind you, but it's disturbing still. "Santa doesn't exist, really. He is beyond what we call 'real', but please accept these gifts that you know are from other people as gifts from something else, a hope and a dream."
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Insert bad joke here.
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Lugging home groceries sucks ass. I wish I planned far enough in advance to get the stuff delivered more often.
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They've started selecting jurors for the defendants accused of killing Gwen Araujo. It's difficult to believe that this crime occur...
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