AND THE CONTESTANTS ARE...
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Things I almost said but never said.
The following is a list of things that I almost said to you but never said to you:
1. I love you.
2. I hate you.
3. Do you want to grab lunch.
4. I hope you get hit by a bus today.
5. Will you marry me, we will have beautiful children. We will name them Aurelie and Thomas. Thomas will have your hair and eyes and Aurelie will have my complexion. They will both learn to play classical instruments and put on concerts for us, and even though they will sound terrible we will applaud them and tell them they are wonderful. Aurelie will get hit by a car two weeks before her ninth birthday... BUT IT WILL ONLY BRING US CLOSER TOGETHER AS A FAMILY!
6. I'm not a rapist, I just crush a lot
The following is a list of things that I did say to you, but that you didn't hear because you were walking out the door of our apartment building:
1. Hi.
1. I love you.
2. I hate you.
3. Do you want to grab lunch.
4. I hope you get hit by a bus today.
5. Will you marry me, we will have beautiful children. We will name them Aurelie and Thomas. Thomas will have your hair and eyes and Aurelie will have my complexion. They will both learn to play classical instruments and put on concerts for us, and even though they will sound terrible we will applaud them and tell them they are wonderful. Aurelie will get hit by a car two weeks before her ninth birthday... BUT IT WILL ONLY BRING US CLOSER TOGETHER AS A FAMILY!
6. I'm not a rapist, I just crush a lot
The following is a list of things that I did say to you, but that you didn't hear because you were walking out the door of our apartment building:
1. Hi.
Sunday, October 10, 2010
One thing I like is...
When you go to post a comment on blogger and it asks you to choose an identity. It always takes me a while though, you know, to decide who I'm going to be each time I post a comment. And sometimes when I read blog posts that have a lot of comments I wonder if maybe they aren't really all the same person. The same lonely person, with nothing better to do than to talk to himself on the internet.
Labels:
choose your own adventure,
golf,
poison
Friday, October 1, 2010
THOUGHTS ON WRITING:
Do you ever wish you could just cut open your wrist and hold it over the page and something meaningful and intelligent and significant would come pouring out?
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