Slap and spit - the mouth swerves on the highway.

[idalecio]

Things were supposed to show a marked improvement once I was done converting my life back to Amherst's suburban sprawl. Imagine a board of psychologists pouring over quadrant charts in over-heated rooms, tracking the graphic fall of losing this relationship or that, nodding knowledgeably at the decision to carefully roll up a life like an oriental

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from the mouths of marlboro smoking babes

[anonymous]

touching. moving really. your lj gives me something to look forward to in the evening besides my nightly scotch. it makes me realize someone out there's life sucks more than mine does. one day i will return to you, my misery mate, and we will drink away our sorrows until the wee hours of the morn. until then, i bid you adieu.

ps. dookie
pps. ahahaha, i just said dookie

Re: from the mouths of marlboro smoking babes

[idalecio]

I think I'll just start carrying a card around in my pocket which states, "You suck." This way, I feel you are with me wherever I go

Re: from the mouths of marlboro smoking babes

[chainofflowers]

Greg, I think you should carry a whole pack of "you suck" cards, but not for yourself - like business cards, which you can distribute to those deserving of them.

Or, better yet, if you find yourself sucked into a conversation with someone unsavory, simply hand them the card, shake his hand, and mutter hastily how you must be going.

On an unrelated note, I love your writing.

[idalecio]

On second thought, I revoke said invitation, since Brain is only capable of a rude insincerity which is enough to fry eggs in my liver. It seems my original assesment of him was correct, and when has that ever happened? Au revoir.

[angelicheresy]

Party? Time, Date, Address?

You know my phone number.

[idalecio]

You should come up for the month. We'll do karaoke.