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marlowe1Well it's nice to see Kerry calling Bush and Co. a bunch of liars and crooks. You usually don't see that coming in an election. It's usually a game of "my esteemed opponent is a great guy and a good person and I only want to point out that little thing that he was doing with the stripper in the Vegas motel to make a small point regarding the way his tax program is going to force middle class families to sell their children for breakfast."
I'm thinking of going to a movie but I better leave shortly. I don't even know what's at the theaters because I used to go to the movies after work but the damn bus strike is playing hell with my schedules. There's also a used clothing place so I can get more pants. I was wearing a pair that I didn't realize were way too small for me. I think this pair was tight before I weighed 220 pounds (maybe I'm less - oh G-d let that be so) and I spent my entire day at my desk because I really didn't want to get up and walk around. Granted I got a fat ass regardless of what I'm wearing but I'm not eager to show it off to the world.
Got into another one of those "you're just moving to New York because you hate your mother" discussions with Mom. So I changed my voicemail to say that I'll be in New York in August. I've only been planning this for two years. It's only slightly less awful than the end of Angela's Ashes where everyone gathers around to wish Frank off to New York with a bunch of rousing songs about how his mother will die once he leaves her with his four younger brothers.
I'm thinking of going to a movie but I better leave shortly. I don't even know what's at the theaters because I used to go to the movies after work but the damn bus strike is playing hell with my schedules. There's also a used clothing place so I can get more pants. I was wearing a pair that I didn't realize were way too small for me. I think this pair was tight before I weighed 220 pounds (maybe I'm less - oh G-d let that be so) and I spent my entire day at my desk because I really didn't want to get up and walk around. Granted I got a fat ass regardless of what I'm wearing but I'm not eager to show it off to the world.
Got into another one of those "you're just moving to New York because you hate your mother" discussions with Mom. So I changed my voicemail to say that I'll be in New York in August. I've only been planning this for two years. It's only slightly less awful than the end of Angela's Ashes where everyone gathers around to wish Frank off to New York with a bunch of rousing songs about how his mother will die once he leaves her with his four younger brothers.
