Mi amiga has returned...and all is right with the world again. Well, no, not completely. But I feel a lot better. She seemed so normal, I thought she would be so different. It's was comforting to find that nothing has changed between us. It was like nothing had changed at all, like this past week never really exsisted. Yay, for paralell universes.
I watched a companion of mine try to broach a rather awkward topic with me. It was almost comical. I knew exactly what he was trying to say, and I probably knew more about the situation than he did. But I played stupid so that I could watch him squim in the awkwardness of it all. Tell me, is that a sadistic thing of me to do? *Shrug.* Once he maganged to spit it out I assured him I completely understood...and offered my solution to the problem. He said that was his solution as well, but the powers at be wish it otherwise. Blah on the powers at be.
The right side of the brain looks at the left side of the brain and says, "It's dark in here and we may die."
-Senorita Emily
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Ry,when I have the opportunity to talk about drugs,I take take advantage of it.
Ahh,how I miss high school speech,the college stuff is not as much fun.
Clearly we are all products of Roseau life. We can turn an innocent little house plant into a mind-altering discussion on drugs. Ha.
Actually Em,I believe it would be a discussion on mind altering drugs,not a mind altering conversation on drugs.*sticks out tongue*
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