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Adam Sutherland

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Gender: Male
Status: Single
Age: 27
Sign: Pisces

City: Victoria
State: British Columbia
Country: CA
Signup Date: 1/27/2005

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Sunday, August 06, 2006

The Weirdest thing I ever wrote
Category: Writing and Poetry

It was a cold, damp night in Nam. I remember the sharp, ticking sound of
lilywollas dancing upon the moonlit marsh. I could feel every hair on my
body tingle like one million tiny needles pressed against a fat man's
hamburger. The night had a strange feeling about it.

The smell of malasis had overcome Frank and we had to leave him behind. We'd
lost our pet hamster the day before. He told us he couldn't go on any
longer, that his cucumber wouldn't have it. It was just the three of us
left now: Sean Connery, Johnson and myself. We decided to spend the night in
an abandoned vietnamese hut. Little did we know what was lurking nearby in
the bushes.

We sent Johnson off to get water for dinner. I was busy roasting the nice
prime rib I had purchased at safeway early that morning. Sean was busy
standing on his hands and poking asparagus with a flaming stick.

"Sean," I said. "Do you think Johnson knows what it's all about?"

Sean siezed his poking and stepped towards me. "It's hard to say..."

Suddenly it appeared. Johnson's decappitated head dangling from its teeth.
The purple dog dropped the head and said "bananas are good on a friday
afternoon." Then it dissapeared like an alligator into a garberator. I had
never felt so honoured as to be blessed with such wisdom in my life. From
then on things would be different. I was a new man. I still don't know what
it's all about but I'm tryin real hard. Sean was right about me.

5:34 PM

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Saturday, February 12, 2005

BLOG? Umm... OK.. Here is goes.
Current mood:

aggravated

So I just set this up and I don't really know what I'm doing.. What's a blog anyways? It makes me think of a bog, which I guess is nothing like a blog. Or maybe even a combination of a bog with logs in it? But that's still nothing like a blog.. Which I still don't understand. So let this be my first "blog" and everyone can know that it has nothing to do with logs or bogs, or people with small feet.