this is silly and you know it. we are sitting here, in front of our screens in monitor-land, thinking that we know what we are doing when, in fact, we don't. life is a short cry and our tears formed the oceans.

i am so tired of listening to your complaints, my dear. your house is built of complaints. your life is one long complaint and my customer service is closed for the day. i am also thinking of taking tomorrow off. i am thinking of going for a boat ride. i am thinking of talking to the first wave that comes along. i am thinking of drowning myself in her if she has something more important to say.