Wheres my hotchick? |
(I re-wrote a previous version I had of this in my archives. I gave it a modern day twist of what my thoughts are at the moment. Enjoy!)
I am so mad right now. I am so upset....
Posted by on Thu, 16 Nov 2006 20:38:00 GMT |
How to be remembered! |
(Inspired by Dane Cook)
As the days get closer to the day that I have to leave for Japan I find myself thinking of ways to be remembered. For some reason I find it so important to leave a lastin...
Posted by on Wed, 08 Nov 2006 15:12:00 GMT |
Pagliacci |
(Pulled this story out of my archives. It'll better explain my thoughts.)
A man went to go see an Italian doctor.
He said to him, "I feel depressed, the world is so cruel and harsh. ...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Nov 2006 06:17:00 GMT |
Rationalizing Demagogue |
Look.
Let me tell you how I got this way. Especially for those who are new to my blogs or if you're a consistent reader. Which is like 5 or 6 of you I'm not sure anymore. B...
Posted by on Fri, 27 Oct 2006 13:40:00 GMT |
Vanilla skies moment |
Okay! I'm convinced. Somethings not right here. I'm having a "Vanilla Skies" moment if you will.
I'm really in a coma right now having a "lucid dream", but now theres just a malfunction i...
Posted by on Wed, 25 Oct 2006 22:40:00 GMT |
I'm funny when I'm angry |
"Should auld acquaintance be forgot, and never brought to mind?"OOOOHHH!!! Hell yeah. If you know someone that pulled a total bitch move and left you in the ditch when you needed them the most....
Posted by on Sun, 22 Oct 2006 22:06:00 GMT |
What means to love |
Over the last couple of months I think I've discovered what it means to love.
It's simple really. To love someone means to suffer. Why is that? Because the more you love someon...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Oct 2006 00:15:00 GMT |
On risk and lifestyle |
There are some people that can tolerate what life has to offer. They take low, calculatable risks. A defining characteristic of the middle class, or rather the safe minded individual. ...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Apr 2006 09:19:00 GMT |
How to stop people from telling you to get married |
Old aunts used to come up to me at weddings, poking me in the ribs and cackling, telling me, "You're next." They stopped after I started doing the same thing to them at funerals.
Posted by on Thu, 13 Apr 2006 09:24:00 GMT |
A story about kids |
A kid said to me "Why does it rain?".
In a playful mood I replied "Because God is crying."
"Why is God crying?" he chirped back.
I then turned to him and looked into his worried eyes and said "P...
Posted by on Fri, 18 Nov 2005 11:49:00 GMT |
