Thursday, September 16, 2004

New age cyanide, suicide and two-toned satellites.

You know that feeling you get when you're running downhill but it seems like you're really falling and every rock and obstacle you just narrowly avoid smashing into and you keep picking up speed and the path is getting twistier and more convoluted until you think the only thing keeping you alive is those animal reflexes in the back of your head and then My Goodness! out of nowhere appears a bear chasing you and there's a pack of wolves in front of you but you know if you just keep running as fast as you can it will be ok?

My life is like that right now.

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

just make sure someone like me is wating at the bottom. :)

7:41 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

then just run off the path.

7:53 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

yes, off the path, straight into a boulder. there's a reason there's a path there. and for goodness sake's, tell me who you are when you post! please! its like random people calling me up and saying things and hanging up again.
-e

8:07 PM  

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