ohhh. my heart is all fluttery. i just got out of the bath...i feel all warm and fuzzy. i'm wearing clashing jammies. AND i got pepsi! life is good...and not just because i'm easily amused...okay, maybe. the smurfs are on, too. if only there was someone here to talk to...but no, they're all gone. oh vell, i shall write to no one in particular. it's all good. i really don't even have anything to talk about...hmmm...perhaps it's story time... *clears throat*

once upon a time there was a girl named lola. lola was five-years-old and loved the holidays, so she was excited because it was the day before easter. her mother and she had just moved to be closer to family, and they had been filling her head with their plans to celebrate. her mother wasn't very festive and had always chosen not to celebrate holidays that the cult didn't allow, so the change excited lola.
easter morning, lola woke and ran to the living room to find a large basket of goodies with her name on it. she dug through it until she came across a huge chocolate bunny. she had never seen anything like it. minutes later, she had devoured it. lola loved easter. just then, the door bell rang. she jumped up and answered it to find her family over for easter festivities. after the greeting and mild conversations had died down, the family gathered in the kitchen, leaving lola in the living room with her basket. she was happily eating jelly beans when she noticed a small cage on the table with her name on it. upon closer inspection, she saw that it was a light-brown-colored bunny resembling the chocolate one she had enjoyed earlier. she wondered if it would have the same...characteristics, so she opened the cage, lifted the bunny, and bit. her family raced into the room to the sounds of her crying and lola no longer has any pets.
the most pointless moral of this most pointless story: not all bunnys taste like chocolate and some bite back. oh! like you could have done any better...

Mood: content
Music:tom waits-big in japan