Running into you like this without warning
Is like catching a sniff of tequila in the morning
But I'll try, try to keep my food down.
It's quite an aftertaste that you've left
Now that you're not around.-Crash Test Dummies, "I Think I'll Disappear Now"
Yeah, so I'll admit it... this post is really just an excuse for me to start one with a quote. Fett does it all the time, and it's a conceit I've admired for years. My head doesn't work that way, though, and I know I couldn't maintain it over time. But I'm treating myself to this one.
My college girlfriend tried to contact me the other day. I'm not sure what possessed her to do that... there's some seriously bad blood between us. I'd love to pretend it's one sided, but I probably treated her nearly as bad as she treated me. Not as bad, mind... she one-upped me big time and I'll never top it, and a few of you know what I mean... but it's not like I'm innocent in that whole deal.
But I'm still a bit amazed by the nerve of her trying to contact me considering some of the shit between us.
Anyway, shortly after she tried to strike up a conversation and I ignored it, that song came up in my playlist, and gave me an excuse to start a post with a quote. So now I'm nearly 2% as awesome as fett.
I'll call that a win any day of the week.
Twice on Tuesday.
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Woo quotes! Yeah, I'm just not that cool either. I know I'll ever reach bluesome status.
But as for your culpability, I may not have been there, but from what I've heard, if you feel you have to give yourself blame, use the 2% for that, too.
If I was ever told, I have since forgotten the details. I'm good about that. If you have something you need to get off your chest but don't really want anybody to know about it more than a year or two down the line, tell me. I'll forget it for you, wholesale. PKD!
But I think I know the answer to your rhetorical post title. Tequila smells better at night because you aren't hung over from drinking a bunch of tequila.
Next question?
pygsijd!
Yes, I received your letter yesterday
(About the time the door knob broke)
When you asked how I was doing
Was that some kind of joke?
- "Desolation Row" by Bob Dylan
Damn it! Now I'm only 1.5% as awesome as fett. You bastard!
Rubbing our noses in it, he is.
It's not fair. I didn't even piss on the rug.
And you better not. That rug really ties the room together.
I have never loved you more, Dude.
Gods. Damn. That was funny. Thank you both.
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