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Time takes its crazy toll...
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"So let's see who fed it and who ate it this week..."
--Dennis Miller, "Dennis Miller Live"


I finally bought the Fight Club DVD today. After spending much of this week seeing if I could find it cheaper than $27.99, I decided to just break down and buy it at my store. It turned out to be the smartest decision, since the 20% discount was actually a fair bit when I ultimately laid down the cash. Very not too shabby.

So I'm very pleased.

Unfortunately, there's some minor quibbling in one of my social circles lately that's begun to get on my nerves. I made the "mistake" of making my feelings widely known and have probably alienated a few folks. Assuming I can rectify the aspects of this issue that I give a shit about, this will all be for the best. It's often good for people to know where you stand...especially when you lack any basic respect for them.

However, I don't let this sort of shit get me down; associates are a dime a dozen and I've never been short on dimes.

On a different note, I was talking to an old flame this evening and I managed to have an entire conversation with her without turning into a whining ass. I feel good about this. I think I may have (somehow) come a considerable distance toward that far shore of Being Totally Ok With Her. I still have a ways to go, of course, but at least I think I can see it from here. Finding someone new would certainly be a strong push in that direction, of course, but I need to keep those thoughts back. It is time to make a concerted effort towards self-improvement. I know, I know...self-improvement is masturbation, but hey...self-destruction isn't going to get me what I *really* want. And truth be told, what I really want...is Swedish furniture. No matter what happens, I *want* to have that sofa problem handled. I want versatile solutions for modern living, damnit.

So, I must walk the two-fold path. First, I must rediscover the Tao of Steve. Second, I gotta get rid of this gut by any means necessary.

Any suggestions on the latter would be greatly appreciated (legal or illegal, they should be cost-effective). Any questions about the former are welcome.


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