Œcumenical Panheresy.

I am Mr. G. Z. Thompson. You may call me Mr. Thompson.

1.1.06

omphalopsychoi

Many plans for this grand new year, many resolutions, continuing my plan to be one of the greatest men on the friggin' planet. As I said somewhere else, " i shall battle cosmic evil like none other. expect news coverage. expect soft-profiles in moment magazine. expect action-figures with arms akimbo. expect ebullient song-and-dance numbers on the city streets. excelsior!"

today's emo/inane moment: whenever cleaning out bellybutton lint, i have a fear that if done too vigorously, said button will implode, causing bits of me to start gushing out in the shower. i would then faint from the sight of blood, bash my head on the tub, and be found the next morning, shower still running, dead for nearly a day. and my parents wouldn't do the funeral right. so i shower sitting down.

3 weeks, 4 days.

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