Original Post: 04.19.03
cHERRY and I had a visit from uNCLE cID Friday night. I didn't have very much fun though. We spent most of the night visiting the cUTE pENGUIN from the rED iGLOO, which kinda freaked me out. I couldn't seem to keep track of which conversations involved my interaction nor could I seem to follow along with the ones that did. When I would try to converse, I would say things that were nowhere near what I had meant to say and I had, for some unknown reason, a feeling of uncomfortableness. This was not helped by the Clockwork Orange-esque brainwash I recieved in an attempt to amplify my, obviously unsatisfactory, intrest in the genius of Mike Patton. This was done by playing a VHS of about 10 Faith No More video's, from begining to end, at least twice. You see cHERRY seems to be under the impression that I utterly despise Patton's very essence on this plane of existance, and that i wish for nothing more than his total and painful demise. She passed her deduction on to the pENGUIN (her fellow Patton obsessee it would seem), thereby allowing them to form a psychic conspiratal duo whose sole purpose was to convert me over to the adoration of Patton. All and all it was the epitome of frustration. On the other hand I did get to see a skeletal form swimming through the gravel of my street in unison with the song Anger Management, by the band Lovage(yes with singer Mike Patton). That being all that was of any intrest that has happened to me recently, I am done.