"If you aint never contemplated murder, you aint never been in love.

If you aint never considered killin' a motherfucker, you aint never loved a motherfucker.

If you aint ever stared at a can of rat poison... for forty-five minutes... you aint never been in love!"

- Loosely paraphrased from Chris Rock

So when is it too late to set things right?

How much of an unbelievable fucker do you have to become, how many lines do you have to cross, before you're all out of "second-chances"?

How many years can go by until the "I'm sorry" doesn't even resonate?

Five years? Six?

Am I all out of time?

"What a buncha fuckin' losers."

"Too much time on their hands. Leads to poetry."

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"Never date a writer, honey. Writers suck."

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Quotes taken from book 5 of PREACHER, written by Garth Ennis

**Edited to add:
"How much does it cost to piss in your mouth?"**

So anyhow, I tried posting this thing about the sinning before and accidentally deleted it ( Read more... )

So I finally landed a summer job at Chapters... easy, and something I can hopefully keep come September, so long as I can balance it with my GAship ( Read more... )

Have any of you guys ever hated something (a movie, a show, a song, etc) that seemingly EVERYONE ELSE absolutely loved ( Read more... )

So I asked a couple people who know me VERY well for a percentage of probability of me getting shot and stabbed at some point in my lifetime. Heres the results:

SHOT: 35% chance
SHOT AT: 50% chance
STABBED: 75% chance

Man, I piss off a lot of people.

You guys know me pretty well - whats your opinion?

Poetry died on May 14th ( Read more... )

"I'm sorry. You're right, and I'm sorry. But this is what a writer does: his life is a maelstrom of lying.

I'm sorry. Can I still come on your face?"

Well now Im ACTUALLY in Oakville. Sorry for the premature shooting off of the messages earlier in the week.

I have no MSN here, so I'm just leaving all of these so the peeps in the region in the "know" know where to contact me.