Cosmic e-Weenie Roast

Last updated: Tue, 07 Jun 2005 12:01:00 GMT

Mmm, e-weenies.

Of course, there is a problem with this sort of garbage. Apart from it being a waste of time, I mean.

What it fails to take into account is that I'm a fat, lazy bastard. And my friend Max is clinically insane. Edward's probably as close to a real true-blue sociopathic killer as you'll ever get to meet. At least as close as you'll get and live to tell the tale. So you don't really know who you're connecting with, do you?

But then, Jim, the guy who asked me to join this, is a bit of a weirdo himself. So it probably follows that all of the people he's going to connect with will be weirdos too.

So we'll end up having our own little circle of weirdos, misfits and fatties, feverishly networking with each other while the normals go about their well adjusted and highly socially interactive lives.

Like high school.