conjectural navel gazing; jesus in lint form

noodle neophyte

It is all his fault.

Still. I am a level three noodlemancer...a noodle neophyte, if you will. These are important distinctions to make in life in The Kingdom of Loathing.

This is me.

These are my pants. They are goblin pants. Very cool and quite flattering.

I whack people with my spooky stick when they get outta line. This is an important pastoral skill. I think it looks a little like a crozier.

Ah...my hat. It is quite becomming of a rising noodlemancer.

Finally, the thing I wonder if I will ever understand...continuum transfunctioner. There must be something of the calvinist in my character. This seems very calvinist to me. How else do the spiritual and the present physical come together? There is a little of the papist hooie as well, but I am trying to ignore it.

Have a good weekend. The house sitting continues anon.

Posted by tripp at July 23, 2004 02:00 PM