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I am not one of those crazies.

2004-07-13 & 9:54 p.m.


Just a wee bit of crazy I posess, yes I do. Picture it, me in the Qdoba parking lot. I spot the yellow and black striped insect flying in my general direction. Sparing myself no embarassment, I drop everything in my arms, my purse, the food, and my keys and take off running like a maniac. Whilst I was running, I was screaming and I was swatting said insect from my face. I am starting to believe that little kid from Jerry Maguire. I think every bee in the tristate area has an APB out on me and they are hunting me down. Why me? I have never killed a bee in my life. I am too terrified to try and kill them. I put hits out on them, but I don't think they are aware of that. Now it seems that all bees have a vendetta against me. They are always coming up to my shit all buzzing and shit. I can't take it anymore. All of this bee paranoia is also making me appear to be one of those crazies. I am not one of those crazies.



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