Leeuwenhoek had stolen and peeped into the fantastic sub-visible world of little things, creatures that had lived, had bred, had battled, had died, completely hidden from and unknown to all men from the beginning of time. Beasts these were of a kind that ravaged and annihilated whole races of men ten million times larger than they were themselves. Beings these were, more terrible than fire-spitting dragons or hydra-headed monsters. They were silent assassins that murdered babies in warm cradles and kings in sheltered places. It was this invisible, insignificant, but implacable-and sometimes friendly- world Leeuwenhoek had looked into for the first time of all men of all countries. ~Microbe Hunters

Tuesday, 8 May 2012

There's this thing...

There is this thing called 'friends'. This optical illusion is of people who are super awesome and are totally down for making fun of life along side you. You know, friends? Like peanut butter and jelly- both sticky substances that once it gets on you it will never leave you alone. Or like the floor which is always there for you when you fall. Or maybe they are like the kitchen sink that can catch all your bodily fluids and help clean the dishes way longer than a dishwasher would take.

It has been raining here a lot recently, I think they fell down the drain. They were swiped from right under their feet into the gross sewage system where they were eaten up by the monster called A JOB and his side-kick I CANT BOOK IT OFF.

Now, I have a job, too, but I still make time for me. How could I not? I am super cool.

Anyways, the point of this short sad story is, I am going to be crashing my car that I worked so hard at fixing for the Demolition Derby and none of my friends will be there to watch my hard work go up in flames- literally.


Darn good and sure of it,


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