jeff, i'm sorry, it doesn't matter anymore, i know, but i am.
one day i hope that you will forgive me.
one day i hope that you will forgive me.
meaney:
nice to see you so full of cheer. advice for sunday afternoon: a bottle of jim beam, a six pack of dr pepper, pajamas, 7 cigarettes, a blanket, the couch, cold pizza, caller id, and the cheeziest movie you can find. (do not burn holes in the blanket). wine may be substituted for the beam and dr pepper. look at yourself in the mirror and say, "meaney is onto something larger than all of this. because i know this, i feel no pain or inflict it upon anyone else. i am me. i am experiencing this part of me to make me more like myself. it can be no other way... nor should i desire any other way."