hannah's lame

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I turn polar bears white
and I will make you cry.
I make guys have to pee
and girls comb their hair.
I make celebrities look stupid
and normal people look like celebrities.
I turn pancakes brown
and make your champagne bubble.
If you squeeze me, I'll pop.
If you look at me, you'll pop.

What is it? I don't know the answer and now my coworkers want me dead because I asked them this riddle and no one can figure it out.

I stayed up last night watching Dr.Doolittle (the original one) with Kyle. Then I couldn't get to sleep. I drank some Ny-quill because that stuff usually knocks me out, but it gave me that feeling like I drank too much booze but I'm no longer drunk. Eventually I did get to sleep and I had a dream that I had a test on a book I hadn't read, it was a book about aliens. The teacher was walking around quizzing people and I was scared she was going to ask me something so I hid in a tree, smooth.
Now I am at work and I can see it's a beautiful day outside. I hate working on Saturday.

I can't wait to get over this bug. I hate being sick. I just had some Yogi Throat Coat tea which made my throat feel a lot better, but it tastes like licorice, ginger , and crap and makes it me gag. Blarrgh.

I think this weather is really starting to get to me. I'm going a little stir crazy and then crying for no good reason. Also I'm getting sick and Kyle got mad at me for being depressed all the time. I think I need a tropical vacation, where are all the tropical spots in Portland?

Why do people like to run red lights in front of me so I hit them while I am trying to get to work, that is a really lame thing to do.

You would think people would be more excited to be scheduling a massage, but every single person I've dealt with today has been a total shit, and I've only been at work for an hour. It's not even raining right now so you would think they would be in a better mood. Fuck.

I went on the night tour of Alcatraz last night. I thought it was going to be really spooky, but all the enthusiastic national park guides and tourists made it not so scary. It was really neat though, and surprisingly pretty, I wouldn't mind spending a weekend there if it weren't for all the tourists. I like tourists though, they are funny to watch. They are so clumsy and happy and amazed by things I see every day and quite often they speak in funny languages that I don't understand. But anyway, Alcatraz! It was cool.

Last night I was coming home from visiting my cousin in Palo Alto and I decided to take the 31 bus because I didn't want to wait for the 38; I was tired and I had a headache and waiting another 5 minutes seemed too long. While on the 31 I saw a building that had either been on fire, or it had been the scene of a murder, or both. I was just looking at it wondering if it was blood or water on the sidewalk out front when out bus slammed in to the station wagon in front of it. The drivers got out and talked and the sation wagon owner I guess decided it wasn't worth the trouble and drove off the wrong way down the street. When i got home my roommates asked me "how was Palo Alto?" I said it was alright except that I got a really bad headache. Then I took 3 Walprophen (Walgreen's brand Ibprophen) and went to bed. But I couldn't sleep I lied awake thinking. "Hey, when did I become so jaded that none of what happened seems worth mentioning?" When our bus hit that car, I didn't think "Gee,e that that person isn't dead." I though "Aw fuck, how long is this going to take? Maybe I should try to catch another bus." I miss having a soul.

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