Thursday, June 28, 2012
Honey, I love you. The world really is your oyster, but please cut down on playing "One Night In Bangkok."
Oy - Every day is too much.........just.........too much.
She said, "Doesn't it make you sad?"
I said, "Doesn't what make me sad?"
She said, "Everything...doesn't this all get to you?"
I feel like any day is a good day, if I'm not so down and out that I'm wearing flattened waterbottles strapped to my feet as shoes.
Her day is bad if Starbucks messes up her latte.
Wednesday, June 27, 2012
Saturday, June 09, 2012
No, Bono, I would not like to live where the streets have no name. That sounds like a really bad idea. I can't even imagine how much gas and time I'd waste, trying to find places. Or, how would I describe how to get to my house, or go anywhere? I know you were trying to be deep and esoteric, and hide from the world, or whatever.
But really, just.......no.
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