smirkingatyou

it's been an odd night. i don't know how i get myself into these fixes, but i always manage to get out of them with a few good stories. no, i didn't get laid. a night can be plusgood without sex. (if you got that reference, you are such a fucking geek.)

aside from losing more games of pool than i won (fuckin' fuck!!!), i also wrote the following sentence on the wall of a bar with a Sharpie:
"That which nourishes me destroys me."
It sounds more impressive in latin, but i wasn't sure of the latin spelling, so i used english.

lately, that part of me that believes (nay, "KNOWS") that i am better (in every conceivable way) than most of the cattle (not you, gentle reader) that slow me down in traffic, has taken a major blow. don't worry, kids. i will recover, stronger and more resentful than once i was.

have you ever listened to a story about someone committing suicide and thought, "fuck! when are we going to get back to me? i had some poignant shit to say before i was interupted. i don't even know that asshole."?? i'm sure that last sentence is grammatically incorrect, but i don't care right now. my way makes sense.

today, an attending physician (big boss) told me that i was very intelligent, and he could see me being a surgeon. no, i don't want to be a surgeon (right now). however, that was still a much needed ego-boost.