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// Filed under: Random on Sunday January 22nd 2006, 8:30 pm

10:03 am: Ugh… my mind feels like… like a whole lot of badly-cut strips of coloured cellophane, dumped in a pile on the floor.

10:11 am: …that’s the worst analogy I’ve ever fucking made.

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Tim says:

January 22, 2006 at 8:32 pm

YEAH, TAKE THAT
t3h (h4r says:

January 22, 2006 at 9:10 pm

….
Popogeejo says:

January 22, 2006 at 10:14 pm

WTF?
Mark says:

January 23, 2006 at 11:05 pm

Jesus, you wouldn’t even see one like that in Max Payne Tim, for shame!
Tom says:

January 25, 2006 at 10:38 am

In that you can’t see the merit until you shine a light through it?
Doomy says:

January 25, 2006 at 3:53 pm

Cellophane can be hard to pick up sometimes, especially in little strips. Somehow that relates to… something.
Gussy says:

January 30, 2006 at 5:15 pm

err, yeh that is bad maybe… i was going to try and disect it but that is just wack.
Jenn says:

January 31, 2006 at 5:30 am

So, Tim. Done any meth lately?
Jim(i) says:

February 5, 2006 at 8:11 pm

When I was a smaller version of myself, let’s call this James Beta edition 5.1. (because I was five at the time. I may have been five and some fraction of a year which converts to .1, but I can’t promise this. Let’s say James Beta 5.X. Or 5.Y. You decide), my grandma made toffee, as was her want. She laid it out in flat slabs and cut it into little squares. I ate of this toffee, revelations were had.

Mainly that I liked toffee.

Making, what I consider a reasonable assumption for a five year old, the decision that as toffee (which is coloured and see through) was of the tasting good, that all transparent brightly coloured substances were for my consumption. Apropos, I attempted to eat the cellophane in the activity cupboard.

Well, I say attempted, but I’m fairly certain at least some of it made it into my digestive system. Fade to black, cut to disillusioned ill-child with deep-seeded distrust of art supplies and transparent confectionary.

Point being, your simile illustrates the ability of your mind to mislead, poison and forever dampen the spirits of inquisitive youth.

You also owe my grandma three sheets of yellow cellophane.