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Orange Julius, you are the only one who gives me comfort in the midst of these conformist plebians, as I await the return of my mother from her JC Penny outing. Oh, the woe of being enlightened. If only Tool or Korn were playing on the mall broadcast I could achieve a state of meditation and escape this conservative Hell. But alas, Tori Amos only enhances the torture of being a wolf in a herd of sheeple. Satan, dark lord, I beg you to usher my mother with most haste, I am eager to return to my room and close the door. Then I can return to spilling my dark essence into my vampire poetry.

*sips smoothie*