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I just got paid and it’s friday, i should be happy, after all this is the good if not the best part about being a yuppie. but i’m hardly feeling any good or excited about going out, not the least concerned i have yellow crisp bills in my pocket.if i were a doctor i wouldn’t have the slightest clue what to diagnose me. all i know is that this is a moment i don’t want to suffer. i’m trying to figure what’s causing this but my fried brain ( fried as it is ) does not seem to respond. i feel like i have in between my ears a wordstar when everyone else has XP.
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i got a comment from a friend that said the post was actually from little prince….boy, was that embarrassing or what???…geez i read little prince back in college, how could i forget an important line….sheesh!!! this is what i call a perfect monggo moment!!!
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some months ago i got a book on love poems for doing charity works ( yeas, i am capable of that…don’t argue with me people ). pretty obviously it’s a collection of all these familiar and unfamiliar love poems by familiar and unfamiliar poets.i won’t go into great details about how these works are good, ok, or super "yuck" they make you nauseous. but there’s this little work by antoine de saint exupery that appeals to me. i think it’s mature, has no frills and capable of hitting anyone on bull’s eye … here goes :
Love does not consist
in gazing at each other
but in looking outward
in the same direction.
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