Dose anyone ever feel like there moving through marshmellow?

Or maybe trying to wade through vast plains of jelly jiggling hypnoticly like the thighs of the fat person on the train, with every jolt on the tracks.

Life slows down like your floating in a vaccum, forever choking on the old skin , or fortifying your barricks to fight off the ninja dust bunnys and wads of hair some of which you cant identify.
Then suddenly in the distance like an ominous warning you see that earring you thought had vanished into thin air. Surely enough as you reach for it your world is shattered and you pull your self out of the daze as you realise you were just hit in the face with your own shoe because you werent paying attention to your younger cibling demanding you to drive him down to a junk food establishment.

Now your sitting in your room with a shoe print on your face still alittle hazy on the details. And it hits you. with a crashing certanty much more painful then the shoe....Was reality TV ever good? No. you wont think on that. You have been caught in that thought before and they named a new memorial public holiday after all the brain cells you lost.

On the subject of public holidays it occurs to you that your patition to get your birthday made a public holiday still had not been answered unless you call an entire page of "LOL" in capital letters a reply.

You cant help but feel like your life is slipping through your fingers much like the asian nooddles that you try to manuver to your mouth using chopsticks. Chopsticks were only designed ofcourse to aid in selling stressballs and to promote brain hemerage.

Noodles turn out to be a bad subject so you start thinking on pudding which was still imposible to eat with chopsticks but only an idiot would try *cough*.

In conclusion dispite the limitations of the human brain you stumbled apon the meaning of life (which by the way is not 42) infact the answer to life is simple...

"people in bamboo houses shouldnt throw pandas"

Think on it, you know im right.

I hope i have enlightened you and not imploded your frontal lobe.

Yours sincerly

The creature from tafe.