Anosmia

I have been walking around I have noticed this new phenomenon. Every is dying their hair blond. I am not sure what it's about but I think it's supposed to be enticing in some way. I have only one thing to say to these people. Love is blind not Blond.

Of course Love may be be blind but what about it's sense of smell. Does love disregard stink. What is love? Many have pondered this question for centuries, including DR NAT KING COLE who said L is for the way you look at me O is for the only one I see. Though you will find many beli8evers and non-believers of DR Cole. He too disregards the idea of smell when it comes to love.

Those who have been in love will all agree that there's something about the way people smell. A person's smell can be intensely enticing. The nostril is facial clitoris.

I don't know about the birds but I do know that the bee's do it. They let out a smell that attracts a mate. I think its called, pheromones or something, again I am not sure I didn't do much research. The only research I did constitutes of going around smelling women. But as it turns out the smell is very important when we choose who to be with. We don't really know this, it isn't really conscience. I want to tell you is this

Take some time out of your day to smell the one you Love.

the suicide kid

I have decided to take Sam's suggestion I shall now follow people such as Hitler into Naziness, I mean suicide. I have no will to live but I have written will for death. All my possessions will go to charity including my student loan bills, my bastard child and my court order for possession of drugs, as a matter of fact those are all my possessions.

You are probably wondering what drove me to kill myself, I was hopping it would be a cabbie but they are impossible to catch, extremely dangerous and oh so expensive, I mean if I was to run as fast as the metre on these cabs I would get there faster than the cab. So that is to say I walked into my own grave, figuratively speaking not literally. I am afraid of heights well I guess a grave is more depths but its kinda the depth from the ground so its heights. Its complicated really. I guess my mode of transportation is not all that important to you at all. Lets just gt back to why I killed myself.

There are many reasons- The first one of course is depression. No, I am not talking about being sad I mean the economy. We are in a depression and while I don't understand economics I understand people will be made redundant and while I dont totally understand what the word means I am gonna guess its re doing whats dun which we dant have to do. Simply put why re do what we dundant. I am also killing myself cause I am lonely but not in a cool way like the lone ranger but in a crappy way like RnB singers. I have no one just one gnome. A garden Gnome, I call him Grape. Cause I like Grapes [Note the G in Gnome is silent but the G in Grape is not]. I am killing myself because the girl I love doesn't love me back, she loves me front, me side and me top but just wont love me from the back. She says its very awkward. So now I am going to hang myself after which I will commit suicide. I am also killing myself cause I am filled with angst in my pants or are those ants. Eitherways its in my pants.

I want to die in a wholly original way. Lie no one has committed suicide. That is to say I have decided to die of old age. I mean you guys know life and lets face it- life is nothing but suicide in tiny increments.