Wednesday, May 25

Ever Wanted To Pull Your Stomach Out Your Nose?

Yeah. I've been feeling like that.

And now, I've been stuck in limbo for the past two days, afraid to eat anything of real substance, for fear that I will be seeing it again in just a few short hours.

I'm hungry.

I quit Wal-Mart this morning. Did you know that I was working at Wal-Mart? Yeah, I was. I worked Saturday and Sunday. I was supposed to work on Monday, but alas, I was too ill.

I am supposed to start at the Casino next week. If that job falls through for any reason, my punishment is the spend the summer at McDonald's.

I had a dream that Victor Garber was at my house. We were waiting on Mouse to show up. I told him there was to be no fun until Mouse showed up. However, he insisted on singing Bohemian Rhapsody. Victor Garber, sitting in my living room, singing, Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?

At first, I didn't know what he was singing. But then, well, it was very weird. It's funny now, but at the time, I didn't know whether to run or have him committed!

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