justnick's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- '...And I am become death, singer of country ballads...' BGM: "For the Longest Time" - Me First and the Gimme Gimmes Hiya, folks. How ya doin'? Fantastic. I really don't have all that much to say, but I've been made aware that my readership demands results. So here I am. ...Actually... There is something to speak of. Something that I have been avoiding discussing in order to avert suspicion that I am in fact losing my mind, not to mention repeating myself. I assure you, though, posterity will label me a visionary. The end is nigh. I'm sorry if this thought is unnerving, I am but a humble messenger for truth. Crucify me. OK, I can see it in your eyes, you want evidence. Don't be alarmed that I can see your eyes, I make a point of installing hidden cameras in every computer on Earth. It's a hobby. Anyhoo, if it's evidence you want, than it's evidence you shall have. I offer for consideration exhibit A: people, of their own free will, elected GW and the Terminator. Who, it must be noted, beat out Gary Coleman and porn star to do so. It's the beginning to half the jokes I've ever heard. OK, let's assume that's not enough to prove that the world is collapsing. Exhibit b, my secret weapon: Nelly, the aural titan who brought you such smash hits as Air Force Ones, and Tim McGraw, who I'm willing to bet has at least one relative who has lynched somebody, now have a single together. That the radio stations are calling "their number one hit". If Kindergarten Cop is freely elected to run one of the largest commercial areas of the world, and a Nelly/Tim McGraw duo is considered by the masses to be the best music being made right now, we are in serious trouble as a race. Bring on the Barbarous hordes, Jehovah, because this Empire is crumbling at the foundations. And for now anyway, I sheithe my claws. As for those of you who are wondering what happened with the E fiasco, let me summarise. E seems to be my girlfriend, at least until the rufies wear off. Excelsior. 6:58 p.m. - 2004-11-22 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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