Of the Different Modes of Acquiring the Non-Understanding of Things, or One Girl's Touching Journey Into Cynicism and Misanthropy
Monday, April 7, 2008
Okay, so maybe that image is a little aggressive.
This entry was actually going to be about something I appreciate about my neighbor which is the fact she never really listens to anything I am saying. Which is awesome because it is so much fun to play with her by saying really horrible and sick things that she agrees to because her mind has already moved on to the next topic.
Her: (While drinking the last of my $80 scotch)It's so horrible, I'm all alone because all my friends are dead.
Crunching conundrums, blasting boredom, eliciting criticism, languishing while laughing, blaming poetry (and/or the lack of) for all of my choices, leaving it to the stars or the people better equipped to handle it, cackling at catastrophe and saying sayanora to sourpusses and sore losers