At dusk this evening, flailed over a chaise lounge, I ponder the possibility of the matter in my cranium melting and trickling, in a cocktail of bodily fluids, onto the yellow concrete patio slabs below.
Within the next few days, I may find out if this is actually possible, unless something more entertaining arises.
Today I also contemplated reality, but tiring of this, downloaded some computer games. In one I created characteratures of my friends, because we all know that pretending to socialise with your friends, its much better than actually socialising with your friends.
oh god, he's descending into Mona Lisa Overdrive... bye-bye.
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