MacPhisto lives in my math binder and helps me with my 
work. Hehe. Actually, he lives on my binder, under 
the plastic sleeve on the outside. he stands on a 
billiard ball and grins evilly. 


More proof that Bono can and will sleep anywhere. 
This morning i found Bono curled up and sleeping in an 
empty wine glass. My question is, how did he get 
there? And why is there a wine glass on my dresser 
anyway? 





'[lokku7htferdwaqqqqqsdxcv b mmm,.,"; 


the edge just walked across my keyboard. geez, he 
just loves my printer. he likes it in there for some 
reason. 
("Edge, could you get out of my printer?") 
see, our house has a major infestation of pocket sized 
rock stars. 
("No.") 
You actually get used to it after awile. 
("Please?") 
Well, sometimes they get a little irritating. 
("No.") 
Especially when they get in the way of things! 
("Why?!") 
Grrrr... 
("Cuz i have the cat on my side") 
This morning i woke up and my hair was in all these 
little braids. 
("So what? I'm bigger than the cat, and you aren't!") 
I wonder who did that. (Bono, you're immidiately the 
prime suspect) 
("So? I can bite.") 
("No you can't.") 


OUCH! Damnit you evil little leprechaun! 


hmmm... 



"HELLOOO LAURA! WHAT ARE YOU UP TO? ANYTHING 
EEEEVIL?" 
AAHH!!! i have a tiny gold Bono demon flying around my 
head. 
Since when do you fly?!?!?! And since when do you talk 
that fast? or even move that fast? 
"I'm filling in for my nephew, the Fly. He's sick 
today." (i hear a tiny cough coming from somewhere) 
Aren't i supposed to have an angel or something next 
to my other ear? 
"Ehhh... (he smiles and twiddles his fingers as his 
eyes dart around) no. 
:::long silence::: 
Will you be my friend?" 
Go bug the governer why don't you? he's a Bush just 
like the former pres, they're even related... 
Now, go you! 
"Oh you're much more interesting." 
So now he's sitting on top of my monitor staring at 
me. 


    678 
   tyuio 
   fghjk 


haha, he fell off the monitor and landed on the 
keyboard. he limps away pissedly and decides to go 
hang out in the printer, just because i dont want him 
there. the edge lets out a yelp as macphisto joins 
him in watching beer and drinking football, ergh. ok, 
just had to say that. you know what i mean. 
HEY! Since when is there a TV and beer in my printer. 


oh, clever. he printed out a pic of a TV and stuck it 
on the inside wall. hey man! no beer in the printer! 
that's a rule, cuz i dont want the printer to get 
screwed up.