October 13th, 2003

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This guy I've been talking to...

Karaoke Monkee says:
Sorry...wrong message window My buddy's desperate for match.com people...weird...I know.

Queen of Labrynths, Patron Saint of Bricks says:
Desperate

Karaoke Monkee says:
He's too lazy too look for himself so I'm sending him the people that had winked at me...I don't ask...he somehow thinks this is more productive.

Queen of Labrynths, Patron Saint of Bricks says:
Don't tell him about me. I don't exist

Karaoke Monkee says:
Trust me...I'm not going to tell him about you. I'm much too selfish for that but...you're just kidding about the not existing part right? Otherwise I may need some more counseling.

Queen of Labrynths, Patron Saint of Bricks says:
No, I don't exist
But it's a secret

Karaoke Monkee says:
okay...well I think that's okay then. I'll check to see if talking to secretly non-existent people is a problem. You actually reply, which is more then any of the other fictional people I talk to...so you're obviously really good at keeping secrets.

Queen of Labrynths, Patron Saint of Bricks says:
Yep. I been non exixtant for quite awhile, so I've had lots of practice
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Karaoke Monkee says:
that's a hell of a fringe benefit...what do you have to do to become non existent? Sounds kinda interesting.

Queen of Labrynths, Patron Saint of Bricks says:
It's really hard

Queen of Labrynths, Patron Saint of Bricks says:
I can't tell you

Karaoke Monkee says:
I figured as much.

Queen of Labrynths, Patron Saint of Bricks says:
It's a self discovery sort of thing

Queen of Labrynths, Patron Saint of Bricks says:
One day you realise you don't exist

Karaoke Monkee says:

Has anyone ever been wrong before?
Queen of Labrynths, Patron Saint of Bricks says:
Wrong about not exisiting?

Queen of Labrynths, Patron Saint of Bricks says:
Yeah, all the wannabes

Karaoke Monkee says:
so how do you fish out the wannabes if it's a self discovery sort of thing? Is there some guy in a cape that taps you on the shoulder if you're faking?

Queen of Labrynths, Patron Saint of Bricks says:
The self-actualised ones, we can spot a wannabe a lightyear away

Queen of Labrynths, Patron Saint of Bricks says:
Then we do what we have to

Karaoke Monkee says:
...intriguing...Listen...if I ever achieve this realization...I may not quite be there yet and I'll be faking it without even knowing it...would you let me know if I'm only fooling myself so I don't have to find out what it is exactly that you would do?

Queen of Labrynths, Patron Saint of Bricks says:
See, if you are worried about it now, you will keep it in mind and consider it before self-proclimating

Karaoke Monkee says:
So once you've achieved this plane of non-existence, you can pick out a fellow non-exister at a glance? Maybe I'll wait to make the grand revealing until I've had confirmation of that point...there's always the scary thought that I do exist...man that would suck.

Queen of Labrynths, Patron Saint of Bricks says:
Yeah, it does
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The Answer

Karaoke Monkee says:
have you ever heard of or tried speatzle?

Queen of Labrynths, Patron Saint of Bricks says:
What the hell is that and my roomie wants to know if you are a kareoke _monkee_ why you have a picture of a duck?

Karaoke Monkee says:
The first answer is easy...a german noodle and it's AWESOME. It was sitting on the pie so I grabbed it instead. The second answer is a little more complex...

Karaoke Monkee says:
The first karaokee monkey was discovered in 1969 by a naturalist named Elissa Groves. Elissa's father was an archeoligist working somewhere near the aztec temples in Mexico when he got the call about the news. He was so excited he ran find his wife (conveniently on location with him as it was their anniversary)

Karaoke Monkee says:
Unfortunately she had drawn a bath to freshen up before dinner and had placed a curtain around the tub for some privacy for the local porters and workmen recruited by her husband. Blindly charging through the curtain Elissa's father tripped on an object on the ground, rolling over the tub, falling onta the purple striped aspen viper that was seconds away from attackin his wife.

Karaoke Monkee says:
After hearing the news of this close enounter of the 1st kind, Elissa decided the first song Pumpernickel (the name of the Monkey) should learn was the rubber ducky song. Hence...the rubber ducky.

Karaoke Monkee says:
But maybe she's right...maybe it should be a monkey...
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I am not doing very well today.
When I woke up, I felt very clear minded, but my depression has got a hold of me. All I want to do is sleep all day, but I should be studying and instead I am cleaning. (Thank you God, for this dishwasher!)
My sister wants to go see my grandmother today. I know I can't handle it. I really can't.
Even Merlynn is pissing me off, and she's the good cat!
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