And eat babies.

And then they turn into zombies.

The creek of consciousness is zombie babies.

is that anything like the creek of consciousness?

my bad.

thats what i like about reading though. a good book is like that. it moves you because you become a part of it. you aren’t passive but active.

i also can’t help but think that i share way too many similarities with the lead character for good or bad. alot of times ill be in a conversation with people, say something and then internally question myself, “isn’t that something that ignatius would say?”

its kind of scary.

and then i tell myself – who cares? ignatius is the man.

one thing i like about him is that every “crisis” is some form of life-threatening experience. say for instance when his mother wants to go out with friends and he gets all offended and starts to smother himself. stuff like that crack me up about that book.

don’t even get me started on jones.

or the old lady he worked with in the jeans factory.

but allow me to kiss your ass even more, thanks for the recommendation.

the report is in the mail.

Though, I have to admit, it feels like it’s missing something. Kinda like you haven’t capped it off, turned off the faucet, turned down the A/C, shot the messenger, etc.