i_am_sisyphus

here i am you lucky people back again to cry on your shoulders. ever wonder what it all means? of course you do, that's what seperates us from the apes........... and the grapes. i sometimes think that if i could put my personality on a t-shirt the girl of my dreams would run straight up to me and jump in my lap. if i could get a tattoo of who i reallly am she'd be there mouthing the words "i love you" through the window of the tattoo shop. she'd take care not to irritate the freshly inked skin and hug me and we'd get in her car and drive to the airport and head for points west or east or north.
i know, i know it's not healthy to spend all of one's spare time dreaming about something better. maybe i should try to make a better life for myself instead of hoping something good will come along and sweep me away to a better life. with lots of free drugs and adventures. and sex.
i think this might have something to do with my birthday being on saturday and i'm feeling old. and lonely. oh well.
on the lighter side of things Uncommon Courtesy went smashingly good. danced with some fine lookin' broads and as recently as last night i made friends with a very nice looking alternitive girly with long dreads and thick spiral armband tattoos. she told me i smelled good and danced with me. EVERYTHING'S COMIN' UP MILHOUSE!!
waiting for the fall. roll. whatever.