Right now I'm thinking about puppets. Sock puppets without socks. Creating something more elaborate than I have so far. I was asked "Why do you make dolls?" and I said "Because I can".
It was funny to spend the entire day at work sitting on my ass and not serving coffee. It gave me an opportunity to sit down and talk to my co-workers, and to talk to my boss more. Politely he thinks we're all kind of fucked up and that he doesn't want to know any of outside of work. While he didn't actually come out and say that we're fucked up, he did indeed tell us that he didn't want to know us outside of work. Of course this was after I explained that my sophmore year of highschool I insisted that people call me "God". He acts as though it was yesterday and not nearly 20 years ago. Silly man.
I still want to be called God. You don't really need to do anything. Alls you have to do is simply 'be'. No work necessary and no need to truly care. That's what being God is all about. Just like the Hokey Pokey.
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