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>Dear journal, feeling listless again today.
>It
began at dawn, when I tried to make a smoothie out of beef bones,
breaking my juicer. And then at Cheerios practice, disaster. It was
unmistakable. It was like spotting the first spark on the Hindenburg.
>A
quiver, that quiver will lose us nationals, and without a championship,
I'll lose my endorsements, and without those endorsements, I won't be
able to buy my hovercraft.
>Glee
club. Every time I try to destroy that clutch of scab-eating
mouth-breathers, it only comes back stronger, like some sexually
ambiguous horror movie villain. Here I am, about to turn 30, and I've
sacrificed everything, only to be shanghaied by the bi-curious
machinations of a cabal of doughy misshapen teens.
>Am
I missing something journal? Is it me? Of course it's not me. It's Will
Schuester. What is it about him, journal? Is it the arrogant smirk? Is
it the store-bought home perm? You know journal, I noticed something
yesterday. Of course, it's coming clear to me now. If I can't destroy
the club, I will have to destroy the man. |