I
am Sans Paba, protecting you against ultraviolet rays.
Wednesday, February 09, 2005
I Know I'm Not Alone: Part 6/7 of 7
6.
These days, I forget what I just said, because if I don’t forget what I just said, people expect me to remember everything else. There is a nice breeze blowing this afternoon, I think it might rain. I’ve never been crazy about dark beer, but I’ll drink it all the same. My great-aunt Fiona is in the vestibule. The helicopters are coming. I rode the bus, but it didn’t go anywhere. Fallow fields fume forever following flippant flowers further from Framingham. See what I mean? Act like an idiot, and people will believe you’re an idiot. It’s quite easy, really. Give it a try. Don’t expect instant results, however. Forgetting what you said takes a little practice. What you do say has to be meaningless enough and dull enough to put everyone to sleep. That’s the key.
7.
These days, I remember everything I said, because if I don’t remember everything I said, people will recognize me for the fool I really am. And while this is bound to happen someday, I’d still like to put it off a little while longer. (I know what you’re thinking. Isn’t that odd?) Also, remembering what I said reminds me that I’ve gone exactly nowhere during my stay here on earth. Is this is a good thing or a bad thing? Who knows? Who cares? I’m here, remembering, forgetting, talking, not talking, being smart and being dumb, ignoring people and being ignored. I’m here crying, and I’m here laughing. Unfortunately, I’m no better at it than I was when I started. But I know I’m not alone — or am I?
So there you have it. Above, and in previous posts, has been the works of William Michaelian (a short story and poem writer. Draws some cool things too.)
I really haven't updated this in forever. Again. I'm so bad at this constant-posting thing. I cept looking at my own blog thinking to myself 'I should update this' and then I don't.
So here's my life for the past month.
It was my mom's birthday today. I got her 10 packs of jello.
And I really like this colour of font.
Pick of the Week Everyone Else Has Had More Sex Than Me
Taken
Is in love with the Internet
Has the following occupations: arranger, impersonator,
arsonist, mistress of the couch, human pillow, master of disaster, queen of
clumsy … and more.
Loves to dance and drink (pokee and sweeeep) Is
the wonky female version of a handyman
Webcams
are of great enjoyment.
(thx Luc)
I am sooo diva. You can't out-diva me. Don't even try.