| Spasms |
[Jan. 7th, 2005|03:40 am] |
It's strange how you can just be sitting there, staring at a semi-appetising cup of ramen when suddenly, and for no reason what-so-ever, your hand just starts twitching.
It's an odd feeling, not having complete control over your limbs. So you just stare at it, wondering where in heavens name it acquired a brain of it's own for just a few short moments...
If only they kept that state for a period longer. It might be useful to have appendages with a conscious state of mind. You'd have someone to talk to at least. And they could do work for you while your "higher" brain slept.
Of course, think of the arguments you'd get into...especially on what to spend your four dollars a day on. Perhaps Thumb, who likes to be called Terrance, wants a cappucino while Pinky, who is known as P-dawg, would like that hot new energy drink advertised by the most popular hip-hop star of the week.
On second thought, that wouldn't be a pleasant scenario. I'd most likely end up chopping off my fingers to stop the bickering.
And then where would I be?
Oh well, less body parts to feed at least. |
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| The Prodigal Blogger Returns |
[Jan. 5th, 2005|03:41 am] |
Tis been a long time, friends.
Another year has gone and pass with many tragedies left on my doorstep. But thankfully, it is over and a new year is beginning.
Perhaps this year I shall stick to my budget of four dollars a day...
I bought a drink today. Non-alcoholic of course. It was about all I could afford.
Surprise, it was tea.
Let the Tea Time continue long into the night. |
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| The Pain |
[Aug. 16th, 2004|12:31 am] |
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So I'm now a cripple.
Ok, so it's not that permanent. But I have a sprained ankle that makes me feel like I only have one leg. Because I do...because I can't stand on the injured one.
If only I could purchase new ankles. I totally would. I'd be like a bionic woman! With titanium ankles that would never break and super rubber band ligaments!!
But, with only four dollars I can only afford aluminum foil and over stretched rubber bands.
Oh well. |
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| Bespectacled Spectacle |
[Aug. 12th, 2004|10:46 am] |
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| |  dorky | ] |
This tea drinker is now the owner of a shiney new pair of spectacles. Or glasses for those of you who do not understand the term "spectacles".
But how, you may be wondering, did she pay for them if she only has access to four dollars a day?
That my dear friends, will be left as a mystery.
Or in other words, Mom and Dad bought them for me.
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I totally belong here on DJ. |
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| High prices |
[Aug. 8th, 2004|05:05 pm] |
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| |  amused | ] |
I laugh when people come to the pool who aren't residence and freak out when they find out the price.
Ok, I know that it's expensive. But ya know what? I didn't make the prices! So please, yelling at me and telling me that I should cut you a break is not going to magically change the prices.
And, seriously, it doesn't hurt my feelings when you tell me that you're going to a different pool. In fact, it puts a smile on my face because it means I don't have to listen to you bitch about how high the prices are.
In fact, let me GIVE you my four dollars that I have to spend just SO you leave and quit bothering me.
I think that's the best use of the four dollars I've done yet! |
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| Attack |
[Aug. 6th, 2004|08:47 pm] |
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So I was attacked by spiders today. Seven of them. In the car.
I was not pleased.
I lost, needless to say.
Why did I lose? Because I do not have a can of Raid.
I already gave my four dollars to the homeless bum who sold me the time machine.
Once again, four dollars has become the bain of my existance. |
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| As Zod the Immortal would say- |
[Aug. 6th, 2004|10:29 am] |
Actually I don't know what he would say. I highly doubt he is suffering from a late Sunday Afternoon, what with occupying his time killing people and just being an overall mean guy. Except when he throws Gats his sword- then he's kinda nice and almost cuddly.
Almost.
Anyways, another Immortal I know of spent his eternity travelling the universe insulting every creature alphabetically. Which, to me, is an excellent way to spend ones time. But seeing as I only have 4 dollars to spend, I can't travel the entire universe-only this one.
So here is my proposal. With only four dollars to travel back into time, who would you insult? It can be ANYONE, famous, infamous, saintly, or just downright dispicable.
Me? I'd probably insult Jesus. Why?
Because he'd forgive me. Then I'd apologize. He'd accept. And we'd have a great laugh and discuss Life, the Universe, and Everything.
But then we'd have a disagreement over simple mathematics. He'd tell me that 6*9 is 42. I'd disagree and say it's 54. He'd say he'd know better since he is fully divine. And I'd say I was right since I had 2000 years of technology to prove him right. Then he'd say he knows the future and has another hundred years on me in which modern mathematics is debunked. And then the world collapses in the Apocalypse. And then I'd ask when that would happen, and he'd refuse to say since I insulted him in the first place.
I would get served by Jesus.
But he'd still forgive me, and I'd laugh about it later as I walked away. That is until I realized I just walked past a Starbucks meaning I didn't travel back in time and the person I talked to was actually a homeless guy who is convinced he's Jesus.
And why couldn't I travel back in time?
Because, I only have four dollars a day.
You can't travel back in time on four dollars a day.
-sigh- |
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| First glimpse of my tea time |
[Aug. 6th, 2004|02:12 am] |
I got tired of being angsty in my journal...
this is the place for it.
This is my Tea Time.
And it all begins and ends with living on four dollars a day...
Today I will leave you with no thought for I have spent all four of my dollars.
Drink some tea, it will make you feel better. |
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