2002-11-30 - 12:19 a.m.

dearest beloved,

i don't like to re-use things. i am rather like that uptight anal lady from the teli. now, what's her name? hmm, she's that waspy perfertionist nazi type lady that seems to have more time than history itself. a line of my own home designs of sheets and such would be nice, but i would rather not have it in an aweful insipid establishment like k-mart. who do i kid? i only seem to own k-mart style items.

how do i get my silence of the lambs?

the lambs are somewhat entertaining but i am no shepard, more like a butcher. i don't mean to be, i just come across that way. i was told that i was condescending today. i wish i were. it would imply that i have some worth, even if it was pretend. pretending to be someone can benefit my ego. it can also deteriorate it. can you guess if the previous of the latter happens the most?

does the moon look like it is sad when no one looks at it?

i need to reign indifinitely. it does not matter if i can only rule the triangle glass cage. no. i cannot. it is not place to question. i will only comply to keep the lake without ripples.

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