Thursday, May 11, 2006

i am for tennis.

we still: do not discriminate.

i spiked my last exam to the floor of the law school--i mean, the fucking law school--when i pressed the send button on yahoo mail. jar stood and clapped, as it should be. there are things we cannot say nor should nor even are the truth, at present or ever.

i am drinking conac. that's how you spell it, here, in the place where people are done with fucking law school and don't care about what you think. remember that part where the old and very sympathetic convict gets paroled in the shawshank redemption? it's like that. tomorrow, i might hang myself. hung. hanged. how does that even go, and fuck it, please. God.

i am still for tennis, and i am still mad at: 1) SONY 2) NIN-TEN-DO.

here we go, boys. let's hear it.

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