Because It's Better To Be Irrational With Me Than Rational With Someone Else ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I Slacked Off in Writing Here, But I Was Busy Doing Some... PHD stuff... I think... Okay, that's the best excuse I came up with for now. It�s Christmas morning, roughly 6 AM. My neighbors obviously were happy with their gift because now I was woken up to loud noises only the new War game and a high end stereo system could deliver. Aww� someone just ran out of ammo!... I drift back to sleep. Then the banging starts. I finally drag myself out of the bed and hope that the person banging on my door is Santa with a new bike trainer, or some happy thoughts and rainbows and shit� but no, it�s a couple cops. * * * Also� Internet is illegal. Phones are illegal. Long group lunches are not only required but also at least 2 hours long. I lived in a basement of some divorced woman�s townhouse. Two loud kids. Random mice running through my apartment. TV that turned itself off literally every two minutes. And a blanket to cover myself up. Someone decided I�d prefer that to living in mansion in the middle of the woods and 8 acres of land. Yes� some douchebag decided I�d prefer two loud kids to the woods. Someone thought that living with a bachelor who owned said MANSION IN THE MIDDLE OF THE WOODS would scare me�. It was a half an hour commute one way. From my huge townhouse to the base, through the woods, maneuvering through the deer and the pickup trucks with deer on the back. I became really good friends with the bachelor who owned the mansion in the middle of the woods. He made me forget about Stan. Stan would write me sometimes. One of my pets died. Finally, I came back to NY and I trashed my car. Stan is happy, and follows me around� but I don�t care anymore. I like the guy from MD, and even though I do not consider this a real relationship (since we�re separated by 6hrs of a drive), I still consider myself less available than before. However, I am still open for general debauchery and mind manipulation. I�ll go inception on your ass. 10:56 p.m. - January 05, 2011 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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