A Hopeless Romantic
January 13th, 2005
Shit fuck damn fucking fucker shit god damn mother fucking son of a bitch fuck damn shit!
If you couldn’t tell… I’m a little frustrated at the moment. Fucking girls and fucking life with it’s fucking inconvenient timing. Gareth, here is my conversation with life which has been inspired by you:
JOEL (thinking to self): Hey, ya know I kinda like this girl. What a break because I haven’t been able to find a nice, single girl whom I like.
LIFE: Oh how cute, Joel think’s he’s getting the hang of life.
LIFE: **Adds another Girl to the picture.**
JOEL: Huh, wait but I… And she… I thought tha- **head explodes**
LIFE: FUCK YOU! GET BACK IN THE HOLE!
…Yeah, well that’s pleasant… More on this at 10.
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January 13th, 2005 at 8:47 am
Ah… I love the conversation with life. It puts it all into perspective, doesn’t it? You know, the perspective that the entire universe is out to get you. I like the twist that you added. It was a good change on a timeless classic. Like Desert Combat for Battlefield 1942. I had a point somewhere around here… Oh yeah. That fucking sucks. Given the timing, I’m assuming something more has come up, so that really sucks. I’m awake at 8:45 and have been since 6:30 (which REALLY sucks), so if I’m still online when you get on, IM me.
January 13th, 2005 at 9:43 pm
Heh heh he joel’s head exploding . . . good times . . .