it's 20 to 2 in the morning. i just got off the phone with.... who else? the all-knowing, pot-smoking saint. it hurted like a dagger thru my heart. or......an IV thru my hand, which also hurts like a fuckin bitch!

something i realized not too long ago: love is true, just not with the right one. but if you try really really really hard,... it's still not right.
another thing: opposites do attract, but after a while, the magnetivity decreases, thus ultimately NOT attracting. however, they can be stuck together with glue. (or if some of you prefer, duct tape)

you watch soaps and wonder why it's so stupid, yet familiar--> it's just like your life, all twisted and fake. hmm...now there's something to ponder for all those hours you sit there on the couch.

something from Dr.Morgenson:
Characteristics of the wise:
1. Cognitive- aspect of wisdom is ironic
2. Behavioural- caring, acting, love
3. Emotion- empathy, the Greek "empathia" meaning understanding and affection

if something is not done soon, all will be doomed. if i die today, i will not complain, for can someone actually understand a mind so complicated and abstract? Hope was hoped, but it didn't happen.

I rest my case.

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Turret on Saturday? Tracy? Ian? Care to get smashed and cause a reckous? if that is even a word. gimme a fucking phone call y'all and we'll do it right here in WaterLOO (voice goes down, not like Shannon's).