God, I f'ing hate ribs.
Why are people suck broke asses?
I need a another job/second job. I would ideally like to start at the new Barnes & Noble store when it gets finished in our new mall. That'd be keen.
Irresponsible people SUCK.
I need to start selling my plasma.
Why aren't my ears being stretched yet? Seriously?
Why won't my beard grow black like every other guy in the universe? It's still looks like the colors off an Alice and Wonderland Disney show.
There's isn't enough time in the day.
Therse are all the relevant thought slates I had today. What about you?
Why are people suck broke asses?
I need a another job/second job. I would ideally like to start at the new Barnes & Noble store when it gets finished in our new mall. That'd be keen.
Irresponsible people SUCK.
I need to start selling my plasma.
Why aren't my ears being stretched yet? Seriously?
Why won't my beard grow black like every other guy in the universe? It's still looks like the colors off an Alice and Wonderland Disney show.
There's isn't enough time in the day.
Therse are all the relevant thought slates I had today. What about you?
Mostly I was thinking on alternate realities, and versions of myself in those universes.
Like I was trying to think of the infinite diverse directions my life could've gone in.
What different versions of myself were out there, I wondered.
Was I thinner? Fatter? Shorter? Taller? A different race? A different sex? A Millionaire? A Homeless Vagabond? A Holy Man? A Murderer? Was I Hetero, Homo, or completely Abstinent? And many of the possible combinations of the above as possible.
And what if, just maybe, I shifted into a dimension, slightly different from my own? What would be different? How would people see this version of me differently?
....It's thoughts like this that make me wonder, whether I'm an intellectual or a lunatic. Maybe both.
I think I still have your e-mail address somewhere, and I'll mail those pics of me to you soon. Since you offered to size them down for me. But later, I'm tired right now. Thanks.