my good friend sarah posted on her journal the following today:

�feeling as if you�re about to cry but not being able to is a type of constipation. constipation of the tear duct.� - lamlok.

some day, she will be my god. and since matt hales is already her fuck-worthy god, what would my relation to matt be? i'm not too sure what i'm going on about here, but there you go.

she called me her god! i am a god! (albeit a god of vanity) i have a minion! (maybe a god of exclamation marks)

you have made my day, minion sarah. now pass the loofah.

(on a less self-centred note, i love the term �fuck-worthy god�. he is. so is his brother.)

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th since 5th october 2001