Tuesday, May 16, 2006
and is also more famous than me.
A little cat in a ceiling that watches people masterbate is more famous than I, making rounds across emails and myspaces abroad.
Is this a tip that life is handing my way? That I should change my ways? That for all the pomp and circumstance I create, I ought to look at things more simply to achieve the notoriety I desire? That all I must do is cut a hole in a ceiling and peep out of it while people touch their junk and also be a cute cat? Is that all?
Well I'll be. Some folks just have all the ideas.
One day I'll be a somebody. One day.