When I grow up, I want to become a snarky jaded bitter old man, just like him. Complete with asshole-tearing writing skills and all.
Ah, I wish…
No, please, don’t object: try as I might, I know I’m nowhere near that level of bitter, yet… I can’t keep up.
Plus, it just might be that I don’t care enough (I’m told caring only comes with age or when you go off your meds).
But I’m sure glad somebody does.
2005-04-24 at 6.31 am
I’m 27, for Christ’s sakes, I’m not an old man….
2005-04-24 at 1.33 pm
27? that’s a foot and two toes in the grave already.
All the more reasons… gotta hurry up… Damn…