Saturday, November 18, 2006

"...violated by existence from behind."


The next break is what I work for. I'm getting pretty sick of it. I really want to get a tattoo right now to make me feel and isolate me from my progression as of late.
Love,
The Will

Monday, November 06, 2006

A quesadilla and 3, 4, 5 ,6 Beers


Sorry, but at 25, I still complain about my parents. That's ok, Tim Kinsella's mom breast-fead him 'till he was 4.
Joe-3cm, just before deffication. Again, sorry...and sorry. I went to see Make Believe last night with one Joseph Mains, and two: Matt Fahy. It's always is good to seeee them. Sam stood still so he could play with an intense face. Tim told tales-tenaciously traversed Twain's talents, too. Tim asked: Does anyone have anything to say? All the lovers could come up with was: I love everything that comes out of your penis and your ass. I will finish six beers to hold true to the title. Fuckabees.
Love,
Paul

Thursday, November 02, 2006

"Anyway, I'm sort of glad they've got the atomic bomb invented.


"If there's ever another war, I'm going to sit right the hell on top of it. I'll volunteer for it, I swear to God I will." -Holden Caufield, Catcher in the Rye.
We had two tricker treaters. Given the lack of creativity that was probably used to compile their costumes, I should have given them toothpaste, or something to the likes. Franny cries, and I have to get ready for other people's children.
Love,
Paul