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December 8, 2002
I, in an attempt to soften the manic edges of a buzz gone slightly awry, made a warm jocular cup of Darjeeling and clover honey. Luxuriously inhaling the steamy aroma before I took my first soothing sip, I spied a rather odd looking creature crouching in the potato bin. This creature was green, the color of an unripe tomato, and had rather large and pointed hairy ears. It stared at me derisively from bloodshot yellow eyes with insanely small irises.
"You are such a fucking loser," it snorted at me and calmly moved off.

I became quite depressed, after that.