"I'm gonna go with abstract concepts for $1000, Alex..."
"Known from the dawn of humanity, it is the only thing that will save the world from nuclear annihilation..."
*ding*
"Captain for the lead"
"What is Love, Alex?"
*ERRRR*
"Anyone else? The answer is Dick Cheney's blubber...Mr. Cheney's blubber...Allright, select again"
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My unconscious life is out of fucking control. So many things that are just wrong.
I am flying to San Antonio come Christmas Eve. Be with the folks for a week. Should be quite the hootenanny since I ain't bin to SA evar. I'm gonna see the Alamo. People have told me that I shouldn't be disappointed when I see the Alamo. Apparently, its rather small. Fact of the matter is, I think of the Alamo and other national monuments the same way I think about breasts. Most of the time, when I see national monuments, I'm just happy to be there. In fact, I pity the soul that walks up to the Licoln Memorial and thinks, "It looked bigger from far away." It must be a life lived in discontent. Are there any other national breasts/monuments I should see when I'm in SA?
I have to say, I never thought I'd be this lonely at this age when I was growing up. I always kinda assumed I'd find my people. And they've been there. It's just that the population is quite small and they're usually one at a time. There's one now. Excuse me....
"Known from the dawn of humanity, it is the only thing that will save the world from nuclear annihilation..."
*ding*
"Captain for the lead"
"What is Love, Alex?"
*ERRRR*
"Anyone else? The answer is Dick Cheney's blubber...Mr. Cheney's blubber...Allright, select again"
______________________________________________________________________________________
My unconscious life is out of fucking control. So many things that are just wrong.
I am flying to San Antonio come Christmas Eve. Be with the folks for a week. Should be quite the hootenanny since I ain't bin to SA evar. I'm gonna see the Alamo. People have told me that I shouldn't be disappointed when I see the Alamo. Apparently, its rather small. Fact of the matter is, I think of the Alamo and other national monuments the same way I think about breasts. Most of the time, when I see national monuments, I'm just happy to be there. In fact, I pity the soul that walks up to the Licoln Memorial and thinks, "It looked bigger from far away." It must be a life lived in discontent. Are there any other national breasts/monuments I should see when I'm in SA?
I have to say, I never thought I'd be this lonely at this age when I was growing up. I always kinda assumed I'd find my people. And they've been there. It's just that the population is quite small and they're usually one at a time. There's one now. Excuse me....
is our addiction to misery
to be again loved in familiarity
there is no distance but the one we create although the craving for understanding is also one of my desires....insecure you say?