my brother calls it a hangsum.

bubbly discomfort. a night of mexican and jaimaican beer. heaven, send me some tums.

mike. miss 'im so terribly much. i get the stares and the eye-rolling and the non-listen from everyone. missing a felonious recovering addict serving his 2nd year of a 9 year sentence in the same correctional institution as a death row, isn't exactly something you wanna broadcast. so why am i broadcasting it you ask? 'cause i've never really been good at hiding things that were on my mind. and one of the most important friendships of my life certainly is worth a few eye rolls.

people tend to roll their eyes at just about anything, anyhow. rain. dogs. dust, the news, my t-shirt. that's the answer to everything nowadays. it's why customer service is nowhere to be found. it's why war criminals can keep committing war crimes. it's why elections can be stolen. instead of saying shit all, people roll their eyes then sit down and shovel deep fried battered chicken fat in their faces and listen to eminem and think they're all liberal 'cause they don't approve of bush.

get off your fat asses today, go do something.

i gotta go eat seafood with old easterners.

posted by Courtney at 9:15 a.m.

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