Sunday, January 04, 2004
Our spaceships are fuzzier than your spaceships.
People here think they're soooo great for landing one little spaceship on Mars. Hah! We Martian kitties land spaceships in every city on this planet, whenever we want to! I don't want to be catty about this, but, oh, what the heck--mmeeeeeowwwwrrrr!
Boston is not a good place for Martian kitties. Next time I'm going to pack a bigger lunch box, and fill it with nothing but spicy sauce. I am so tired of pigeon eggs with cigarette butt garnish. I saw some big white birds floating in the pond, but they turned out to be made of some kind of wood. Swan boats, they call them. When I get home, I'm going to eat 6 ditlgrns at one sitting, I promise you!
