Nameless Linda-hurter
July 20, 2001 10:10 a.m.

I just got up, about 25 minutes ago, and am enjoying my new ability to hop online as soon as I wake up without ever having to get out of bed...except to go to the bathroom.

I was reading something that Linda wrote on imood, and it's unbelievable how much I want to kick someone's ass for her. She didn't even say who she was talking about, although I can certainly venture a guess. Either way, I want to rip his testicles off with my bare hands, shove them in his mouth, then grab him by the neck and lead him around until I get tired, all the while telling him that if he ever touches her, I will find the meanest pit bulls I can find to attack him. When this torture gets boring for me, I'll take his little wannabe dreads (assuming this is truly the person I think it is) and hang him from the ceiling in the worst smelling room I can find. I will end it all with a very cliched line "And that's what you get for messing with my friend!" That little imood entry was damn poignant, if you hadn't already noticed.

I wrote some poetry yesterday. It was fairly bad, as all my poetry ever has been, but it'a all good. It exhilarated me. I couldn't express enough of my recent emotions, even if it wasn't the most beautiful or eloquent stuff ever written, even by me. Laptops are truly the best way to write. I've always thought that they might be, and Linda has always told me they are, but man, they're great. First of all, I find typing a much easier way to express my thoughts. Secondly, a laptop is portable. It allows me to sit on my bed and type until by heart's content.

Last night I bought two books, which I am expecting to both be amazing. The first is a book that I know is amazing: "The Awakening" and it has a bunch of other stories with it, so I'm looking forward to those too. But I also bought Melissa Etheridge's book. I've read some stuff on message boards online about it, and it's supposedly amazing. I look forward to this. Maybe I'll spend less time online! heh heh, not likely! :-)

So, with that, and one final expression of my disappointment in this nameless asshole that has made Linda feel like this, I'll bid you all adieu (nope, no idea how to spell that, how'd I do?)