Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
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guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Saturday, November 24, 2001

Last night I read my new comic, and was impressed by it, but still not impressed enough to get over the small hitch that it's about a month or more late. To all you slack bastards at Marvel: get your finger out. (Then we went to Maccas, consumed a variety of chicken products, and came home.)

Bk and I watched Dungeons and Dragons. About half way through, we stopped watching in any earnest (the little earnest we'd actually started with) and simply started MST3King it. With special reference to Star Wars. ("The Force is strong with this one.") Honestly, that movie had so much potential, and just bollocksed it up.

"This movie," Bk said, "would be so much better if it just didn't have Snails in it. At all." Such insight.

And now, I am off. Not, unfortunately, to see the Wizard, but to work. No rest for the wicked. Want me to come and 'clean' your room? (Or should that be clean your 'room'? Told you quotation marks were fun.)

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