Life is flying at a speed to which I am not accustomed. Up til today, 2007 is turning out to be the fastest year ever. February seriously lasted a little more than a week.
This is unacceptable. As I've mentioned many times before, it's a mild phobia of mine.
I wish I could somehow learn to stop time. Then I'd pull down everybody's pants, grab a Sharpie, and draw a funny face on your asses so that the butthole looks like a puckered mouth. The beauty of that joke is that you wouldn't see the funny face until much later, unless you happen to be one of those people who periodically check their anus out in the mirror.
But in lieu of stopping time, I'd be more than happy to figure out a way to slow it down ...
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