The Not-Ready-For-Blog-Rant-Players, Vol. 1
"Love is like the world's worst chili dog, wrapped in beauty"
The Ultimate Mysogynist Put-down:
"There are two kinds of women: those who won't talk to me and those who won't leave me alone. You, strangely enough, occupy the number one position in both categories."
Book Title:
"I'm just hairy about Wilde!" (thanks to bb for that one)
"Dance like you've never been hurt. Work like nobody's watching. Love like you don't need the money."
On Being Eaten:
"Nary a day goes by wherein I am not cognizant that my very survival depends on my consuming some kind of once-living, now-dead thing's flesh and / or bark and / or what have you... It's hard to believe, sometimes, that my gullet is so many creatures' destiny. However, those thoughts are not enough to stray me from the path of self-righteous carnivorousness; I am all-consumed with the notion of ingesting dead things. Strangely diametric, though, is a secret dream / wish of mine, that someday, some thing, some creature, some entity higher in the great chain of life than a bacterium, will live just one more day because of me, because of the bounty my cellular structure has to offer. Seriously, what else could possibly be more self-sacrifcing?"
"You know, I can live with being a disappointment. I don't know if I can live with being thought of as a disappointment, though."
You may have too high a regard for yourself if you find yourself saying something like :
"Yah, you're 'Lara', but I'm fucking 'Dr. Zhivago', man!"
Life is an off-Broadway play with bad reviews... common sense says you should just pack it in but Jesus, we could maybe be the next "Rent II - The Beginning"!!
- g-spot -
The Ultimate Mysogynist Put-down:
"There are two kinds of women: those who won't talk to me and those who won't leave me alone. You, strangely enough, occupy the number one position in both categories."
Book Title:
"I'm just hairy about Wilde!" (thanks to bb for that one)
"Dance like you've never been hurt. Work like nobody's watching. Love like you don't need the money."
On Being Eaten:
"Nary a day goes by wherein I am not cognizant that my very survival depends on my consuming some kind of once-living, now-dead thing's flesh and / or bark and / or what have you... It's hard to believe, sometimes, that my gullet is so many creatures' destiny. However, those thoughts are not enough to stray me from the path of self-righteous carnivorousness; I am all-consumed with the notion of ingesting dead things. Strangely diametric, though, is a secret dream / wish of mine, that someday, some thing, some creature, some entity higher in the great chain of life than a bacterium, will live just one more day because of me, because of the bounty my cellular structure has to offer. Seriously, what else could possibly be more self-sacrifcing?"
"You know, I can live with being a disappointment. I don't know if I can live with being thought of as a disappointment, though."
You may have too high a regard for yourself if you find yourself saying something like :
"Yah, you're 'Lara', but I'm fucking 'Dr. Zhivago', man!"
Life is an off-Broadway play with bad reviews... common sense says you should just pack it in but Jesus, we could maybe be the next "Rent II - The Beginning"!!
- g-spot -
posted by peeler at 10:18 PM
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