2/11/2008
The shirt and tie gig...
I was about as comfortable as an over-zealous Hindu in a slaughter house...
A Year of Capitalism
There were a dozen changes in me that I saw coming; 12 more that I didn't...But it's the three (I haven't even mentioned) that continue to scared the shit out of me.
A Story About Quiche in Ten Minutes
Curtain opens: Act 1: Scene 1.
"I'm in the mood for quiche," she said...
"Well, I ain't so that's enough out of you...."
*SLAP*
Curtain closes....
By
James--with-9-minutes-and-28-seconds-to-spare--Majoros
"I'm in the mood for quiche," she said...
"Well, I ain't so that's enough out of you...."
*SLAP*
Curtain closes....
By
James--with-9-minutes-and-28-seconds-to-spare--Majoros
Another applause; another gift....
More often than not, I believe there exists in you (insert name here) an extremely high level of kindness and intelligence--both brought on by pain and natural wisdom--two characteristics that will forever exceed whatever superficial attraction you may possess....
The Goodness of Man
In my life:
I've ripped open my leg trying to climb a roof.
I've been hit by a car. After which I flew over said car and slid (unproductively) on the pavement fifteen feet.... I was lucky, though, for my motion was stopped by an awfully friendly curb--as it seems my head (skull) wasn't strong enough to beat concrete he took it upon himself to make sure nothing else 'bad' would happen...
I use to suffer fainting spells. As such, i've hit my head on the: floor, a bath tub, a bathroom door, a school fountain, the toilet and the pavement twice--twice!
I once jumped on my bed face first into a pillow...only to find out my mother bought me a cabbage patch kid and hid it under the blanket, just above said pillow...My nose (though more importantly, my self esteem) has been 'skewed' ever since.
I've done a lot of things and felt a lot of pain....
But nothing compares to my current inability to believe in the goodness of 'man.'
I've ripped open my leg trying to climb a roof.
I've been hit by a car. After which I flew over said car and slid (unproductively) on the pavement fifteen feet.... I was lucky, though, for my motion was stopped by an awfully friendly curb--as it seems my head (skull) wasn't strong enough to beat concrete he took it upon himself to make sure nothing else 'bad' would happen...
I use to suffer fainting spells. As such, i've hit my head on the: floor, a bath tub, a bathroom door, a school fountain, the toilet and the pavement twice--twice!
I once jumped on my bed face first into a pillow...only to find out my mother bought me a cabbage patch kid and hid it under the blanket, just above said pillow...My nose (though more importantly, my self esteem) has been 'skewed' ever since.
I've done a lot of things and felt a lot of pain....
But nothing compares to my current inability to believe in the goodness of 'man.'
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