I just thought of something- is a friend still a good friend when they ask if you want to hang out but then disappear running out of the bar because they had been planning to get with it that night with a girl or two that he'd just met? It's no big deal, really, and I'm not mad about it now but it felt bad then, and I wonder. It made me feel bad, like I was less important than a couple of icky girls at the bar. ah, but no more of that....
I am sick of politics. I live in NH and it gets old, political ad, political ad, political ad... shut the fuck up already. They're all scumbags no matter what, aren't people that sell themselves known as prostitutes? But we call the one that is best at selling himself President... like look at the guy now, he even has a nickname- Dubya, top-ranking whore of big business. But I am too tired to write anything that actually makes sense or even matters.
I am sick of politics. I live in NH and it gets old, political ad, political ad, political ad... shut the fuck up already. They're all scumbags no matter what, aren't people that sell themselves known as prostitutes? But we call the one that is best at selling himself President... like look at the guy now, he even has a nickname- Dubya, top-ranking whore of big business. But I am too tired to write anything that actually makes sense or even matters.
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i'm sorry about the whole friend thing. it's crappy. i think i've had it happen to me too though.
but just think of it as a freebee the next time that happens to you...? right?
i dont' know about that. but i guess it's good enough for now.
i have to say that i'm pretty drunk right now. just to let you know.
ok. i'll stop now. maybe i'll post more later when i'm sober. it probably won't be as deep though.