please please me

I could see Bohemian Rhapsody as being about a man who has found that his sexuality is different than expected and does not like this yet does and others don't and stuff. To love no matter what. He must find that. It's like death though. Death in a jar. I hope someday you'll join us. This is a longer version of my moblog. It's a long post and it isn't in short sentences mostly so it is going here even though it makes just as much sense. Oh I have a moblog btw. Moblogg vorbis. I can post to it from my phone by text messaging or calling. I'm just waiting for the sun. Michelle, my bell. I was just thinking of that line and I hit next track on shuffle and it appears. I love coincidence. I don't know if I did anything recently. Should I be posting something here? There are people. Somehow, there are people. Oscillation = bad but valleys = bad. Oh e where art thou e? My 2.71828183 of the night I need thee. Please kill the sine which has risen every morning with the sun. At least I have not met tangent or -e. If I do I shall bite my thumb and move along... the show... it really doesn't end.