Delighted not to have been deleted

I have ignored everything for a long time. That includes trying to scribble words. I dunno, it all just seemed so pointless. It still does. It's just that I think I'm finally ok with the point being that there is no point. Well, that's just for me. Some of you, I'm sure, are very pointed. I'm pretty sure I'm not. I'm pretty sure I'm ovoid...or circular...or roundabout. I just need to be ok with meandering. And so I am. Or, I'm trying to be. Now, I just need to work on being that way regularly. And that may never happen. So there.

Leanne -
Personally I like the idea of being helix shaped... or double helix if I'm feeling more confident in my twistiness. And you're right, there is no point, except that it's what we do and if we do it because it's pointless then at least there's a point to our pointlessness. And maybe someone else will see the point that we're missing. Being a writer sucks.

Alcuin of York -

She's telling the truth. She is very twisted - double twisted, actually.

As far as writing, I write for the same reason I garden, or listen to music, or sing in the shower. That's right: To annoy others!

Alcuin

Anstey -
I"m a bit of a smoothed Rhomboid. Sort of ovoidally rhomboidal almost.
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stephan

ShannonVeeeee -

Pugalicious,

You speak the truth. What you wrote, I could have written. Meaning I feel similarly. Except I'm less.. uh.. what the fuck is the word...eloquent. For the love of god, it took me five minutes to think of that word, no kidding. This happens every single time I try to use that word. The irony does not escape me. Also.. I forgot. I'm delusional. Nothing. I just read Waiting for Godot. They kept saying "Nothing to be done." I'm like.. yeah, word. Except that there's lots of things to be done. Like how we are going to take over the world. How do you feel about robots? (I feel positively, for the record). Let me know.

-the Vasqbot

Leanne -

I am now living in fear of a great mutant robot known as Shug Veemayne what can't write good.

Seriously dudes. Crippling fear.

Pug Mayne -

Vasquatch lives!

My evil twin- I have recently been held hostage by no-leg-shaving-birkenstock-wearing-indian-scarf-clad Evergreen students holding "impeac bush" signs. (I swear to God, that's how they spelled it.) Not that I've minded, they generally seem to sell a better brand of puff. But frankly, all that leg hair is starting to bug me. I mean, it's ok, if my legs look like a wooly mammoth's, but I don't wanna see it on other people. Would ya come up and blow up Red Square for me? I think it might be a good start for our plans to take over the universe.

Ever,

Pug

Anstey -
I like when pug visits.