seems to me if we were really concerned about our deficit, we might post pone the city council pay raise or have our mayor restrict his travels to exotic locales on tax payer money.
And were an epitaph to be my story I'd have a short one ready for my own. I would have written of me on my stone: I had a lover's quarrel with the world. -Robert Frost
i'm a pain in the ass. too passionate for my own damn good. overly sensitive and under drugged. i need a drink more times than not but often indulge in a cup of tea, heavy on the cream. i over complicate thinks, think myself into circles or black nights of insomnia when nothing but riding the street car for hours will do. i think the world is headed for hell and yet somehow, we as humanity will rise up and save ourselves in the nick of time like the end of a hollywood blockbuster. i'm an incurable optimist who is always preparing for disaster and when you are looking for it, god help us, it finds you.
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