Monday, June 02, 2008
oh how time flies
five years ago i would have filled these pages with venom. two months ago, maybe. now lethargy and stupor overtake whatever vitriol to which i may have aspired. silly punctuation. have you ever gone over to a friends house to eat and the food just isn't any good? would that i were bombastically inclined, perhaps i could reflect every emtion and monitor each breath in exchange for dollars. but i'd rather be sleeping and/or getting that fucking chainsaw to fucking start. and, i'd much rather be cursing. xo
