cheeeeeeese

December 19, 2005
so yeah nah (now in the new macquarie dictionary: and so please note the incorrect usage of this term)
it's not really about cheeeese its more like about how you once blogged, had a blog, were a blogger, then you forgot about it cause you're so hairy and you're good at starting stuff and not mooch else.
And then you remembered about it and looked for it and there it was and wizzzzzzo why not keep it afloat. Its only been 10 months, and who cares anyway since there is no audience?
So like I just work a lot now, but I do it with love so its all good. Got a fright re-reading entry from last christmas, and my close encounter with Broadmeadows shopping centre. eek eek!
BLOG> i'm still not sure what the point of it all is? Is it emo? confessional? virtual confession? self aggrandisement? therapy? masturbation? poetry? electric eel? i really don't know. i dont think i'm cool enough to make a difference to anyone's day, or quirky enough to regularly find and transplant interesting virtua titty bits. perhaps my niche is to randomly and neglectfully post to my post-post-blog.
or just eat cheese. interesting thing about this weekend, i admitted i suffer from the unique condition of cheesia bulimia. for years now i have told people that i dont eat much cheese cause it doesnt agree with me. no i'm not a vegan, yes i love cheese, it just doesnt give me a happy ending. so i tend to avoid cheese, or eat it minimally when with friends and family, and they tend to accommodate. what's new though is that i am infact a cheese binger. when alone, or at work or with strangers, i shove hunks of cheese in my face and pretend im somebody else. it's really hilarious.
cheeeeeeeese. i wear the cheese.