“If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn’t. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn’t be. And what it wouldn’t be, it would. You see?”
ALANUR, DON’T READ THIS!!!
this begs for a witty response, but it just isn’t worth it, not even the lowest form of [w]it. but in light of a few more recent complaints about my jesus-loving, church-going, gospel-chanting, etc., etc., in-practice-ex-wife screwing your partner and hence your life up, i am compelled to put together a few words:
1. hold your horses, this isn’t a complaint line!
2. i don’t have the slightest affiliation with aforementioned female. the “ex” is there for a reason.
3. no, i am not gonna “thank her for screwing up [my] your life.”
remember, your life is yours and only yours to screw! don’t let her (or anybody else, for that matter) do it for you. instead, like i’ve already done over and over, screw her/them.
grow up. get over it. and get on with your life.
cheers,
-koray
ps. just in case, if you happen to feel at unease with any of the above, i ask you to remove me from your friends list.
How could I forget such an important date! Happy belated Bloomsday!
PS. Actually, I’ve never been this happy for being able to forget. And the only reason I even remembered was this one superb movie I watched again last night, V for V….., where a guy gets V (read five) on it.
What is done out of love always takes place beyond good and evil. “I did that,” says my memory. “I could not have done that,” says my pride, and remains inexorable. Eventually — the memory yields.
