Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Once upon a midnight dreary ...

(On the midnight of 06-06-06, actually) there was a knocking and scraping on the door. Looking through the peephole I found this strange being.
  He (it's always a he, isn't it?) let me in on the secrets of the Universe. If you need to be in on them, too, please meet me at the Zamzama Espresso on Saturday at 8.00 am and pay for my breakfast.

12 comments:

  1. HAHA

    Count me in.

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  2. *peeks back* hello!

    me coming as well.
    and 'his' breakfast is on me! ;)

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  3. i just remembered... doesn't 06-06-06 eh.... 666 the number have something to do with the devil or something (according to popular belief)...
    ...know anyone who was born on that date?

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  4. and htf would anyone know someone born on 060606 unless it was the thing's mother or something? i mean, like, do u really 'know' a week-old baby?

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  5. olive ream, didn't you think ET was cute?

    on a wildly unrelated note (sorry zak), I was forced to sit and watch the lord of the rings trilogy by a friend, and I fell in love with smeagle (sp?)

    and i think your green friend is cute too

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  6. green?
    bluecheese ... you either have colour-blindness or a badly set monitor.

    and now i am even beginning to wonder about the colour of the cheese.

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  7. rayhan, i was born without red cones, so yes, i am technically colorblind. sorry. the color was either red or green, and since i cannot distinguish between the two, i decided to go with green as it seems to be the color of choice for aliens.

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  8. oh zak, you didn't tell me this was Random Comment Leaving Day!

    Here is my input:

    vintage: perhaps

    am I cool now? Will people visit my blog now? am I properly using your blog as a networking tool?

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  9. dear bluecheese: some people are celebrating Random Comment Leaving Month.

    Oh and while not as cool as vintage, you arebecoming as bold ...

    aaaargh! i hate bold and ALL CAPS unless they signify something and are not merely used as attention-getters. Maybe I'll write a post on Netiquette soon.

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  10. bluecheese: no red cones? you can have one of mine. i see red too often, anyway.

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  11. *takes a red cone from rayhan and suddenly (and inexplicably) starts chopping people up into tiny pieces*

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