I've been in such a weird mood this past week. This weekend especially. I imagine everyone thought I was deep in thought, all-pensive-like. But I wasn't even thinking. I just didn't have anything to say.
Also, I was really high.
I spent all of Saturday night surrounded by married people. It was semi- ... ok, entirely-annoying.
Tons of couples. All functionally retarded. "Can I get you anything? Are you sure? You're sure? I'll be right back. Can you breathe without me? Here's a paper bag to breathe into for the next few minutes. Don't worry. It'll. be. o. k."
I'm not complaining at all. I just want to be one-half of a functionally retarded duet too.
Also, I was really high.
I spent all of Saturday night surrounded by married people. It was semi- ... ok, entirely-annoying.
Tons of couples. All functionally retarded. "Can I get you anything? Are you sure? You're sure? I'll be right back. Can you breathe without me? Here's a paper bag to breathe into for the next few minutes. Don't worry. It'll. be. o. k."
I'm not complaining at all. I just want to be one-half of a functionally retarded duet too.
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"what'd you sing about dawn"?
"math"
please shoot me before i ever make sense.
djb
when did not being married turn so not ok?