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man oh man
Feb. 10th, 2004 08:51 pmI sure would love these coughing fits to stop.
Seriously, though. This is truly sucking ass. I understand why it's happening, and I know it's for an ultimately good cause...but I think whatever powers that be are trying to help me through my goals...my parents and I were cleaning the garage and we found some EE bonds in my name from 1983. That means they matured (i.e. reached face value) in 1990. Well, it's been quite a few years since 1990, and let's just say I have quite a bit of cash to help me buy the mountain bike that I was planning to buy to replace my crappy stupid smoking habit with a healthy cool strength-building one.
So, to sum it up : goodbye to you, and hello to you!!
Oh, and, I guess I have one more goodbye to do for now, too...due to the celibacy shit. Goodbye to you.
So basically my goals are to fortify my body and soul, and to not be so hasty about rushing towards death in such a puss-ass way. Yep, that sums it up well. I'd much rather die crushed against a tree or a nice mossy rock than in a hospital ward with so much plastic and metal in me, replacing organs that I ruined in my misguided youth, or taking a cocktail of pills to try to counteract nature's cure for the overpopulated human race.
Seriously, though. This is truly sucking ass. I understand why it's happening, and I know it's for an ultimately good cause...but I think whatever powers that be are trying to help me through my goals...my parents and I were cleaning the garage and we found some EE bonds in my name from 1983. That means they matured (i.e. reached face value) in 1990. Well, it's been quite a few years since 1990, and let's just say I have quite a bit of cash to help me buy the mountain bike that I was planning to buy to replace my crappy stupid smoking habit with a healthy cool strength-building one.
So, to sum it up : goodbye to you, and hello to you!!
Oh, and, I guess I have one more goodbye to do for now, too...due to the celibacy shit. Goodbye to you.
So basically my goals are to fortify my body and soul, and to not be so hasty about rushing towards death in such a puss-ass way. Yep, that sums it up well. I'd much rather die crushed against a tree or a nice mossy rock than in a hospital ward with so much plastic and metal in me, replacing organs that I ruined in my misguided youth, or taking a cocktail of pills to try to counteract nature's cure for the overpopulated human race.
