I'm sitting here banging on my keys on the good ole Dell computer. Today, I'm wearing neon orange Aeropostale sox with some green in them. My pants are grey soft flare legs from American Eagle. I'm wearing three shirts: 1) A tight white long sleeve shirt from the Gap, 2) Over that is a tight navy blue shirt that says "masturbate" but it looks like the "mastercard" logo, and 3) My Abrercrombie and Fitch sweater. I am also wearing underwear that looks like it has a green handkerchief print. My bra is white and lacy. But when you take it all off, I'm naked; pure and alive, well, I do have an ornamental belly button ring. It's all beautiful, and very gentle.

Let us know when the eels get there. No such ensemble is complete without Ghanian butter eels.

I'm wearing a very tired face, baggy eyes, but my spirits are up because I just turned my coworker on to Sorabji.com and she seems to like it. I'm wearing a five-o'clock shadow and it's only 2:57PM. I'm too close to preppy to be comfortable with being an ex-hippy. But I can't seem to keep up the clean-pressed cuffs and all that. And my wallet is filled with all this junk that makes it look like a growth on my butt. Unfortunately, it's not all money, although I'm not complaining today, thank Ram Dass. It's also uncomfortable to sit on it. So I let my shoes and sneakers wear out, my grey Gap ribbed t-shirt looks a bit too caszz for the office, but it's a caszz office anyway. I just farted, so now my undies are... uh... nevermind. Yessiree bob, I'm gap from head to toe. Which is somewhat frightening, actually, isn't it? Although, actually, Walmart socks. From when I didn't want to do my laundry and the dirty socks were painfully stiff to put on mah feet. Bass shoes. Loafers. No pennies. They don't support my arches though. They're brown. Kenneth Cole belt. Peeling apart at the lamination between the different types of leather. It has a pronounced dent in it where it goes through the buckle. Wrangler watch with a new K-mart black brown band on it. Since the watch is mostly chrome, it seemed perhaps I should've gotten black instead. & the briefs? I don't remember where they came from. Guess what color they are. Actually now it's 3:26PM because I kept interrupting mahpost. And this is probably more information than you wanted to know. But cod is in the details, right?

I'M WARING BASS SHOES TOO!!!!! YOU"RE MY BASS HSOE BUDDY!!! AHAHAH!! FUCO! I HAVE DNKY SHIRT AND RALPH LAUREN KAHKIS AHAHAH!< AAH FUCKO!! AND MY SOCKS ARE ARE AHAHAHFUCKO!! I DON"T FUCKING KNOW WHAT MY SOCKS ARE!!! HAHA.

i've done the j crew from head to toe except for shoes and underwear thing before. oh the shame. right now i'm wearing that apparently hot get up of black longsleeved t-shirt and light blue pants that had so many coworkers in a lather a few weeks ago. but i went out to the store in this tonight and no one looked at me. so sem's right - context, baby. or maybe oh never mind.

Nate, ARE YOU ON CRACK?

HAHHAH!!! WHAT YOU THNK SPUNKO? YOU ON CRACOCAINE? YOU FUCKING MONKEYS? HAHAHA? OYU FUCKO?

nate is able to turn his mania on and off at will. maybe he's possessed.