Reality Bites

Iy de mi.

So... i was having a conversation tonite...

But you know when you tell someone something really Mopey Magirk about something in your life... and then they say,

"Well, if it makes you feel better, [insert subject that has nothing to do with your problem here] happened to me."

Welll... why the fuck would that make me feel better? My problem isn't fixed. Please don't think me being selfish or inscensitive to someone else's problems, because i honestly really, really care... and would love to offer support in anyway i can... but telling me that you stubbed your toe, or lost your cat for two hours because you left the damn door open while you were uh... checking out some hot guy/girl across the street... isn't really valued advice when my life has taken a 180 degree turn for some shaky ground... no. that doesn't make me feel better... but gee! thanks for relating! pshyeah.

But i do appreciate this... so passed on to me by a friend of mine... i can't credit myself for finding this, but it made me laugh histerically (which, by the way, i think i spelled wrong...)
http://www-personal.umich.edu/~mcneal/mirror/gb_medium.html

p.s.... does it bother anyone that i don't use caps locks when required? if so...that's really too bad for you!

oooho! *snap*

"I bought a doughnut and they gave me a receipt for the doughtnut...I don't need a receipt for the doughnut - I give you money and you give me the doughnut, end of transaction. We don't need to bring ink and paper into this. I can't imagine a scenario that I would have to prove that I bought a doughnut. To some skeptical friend, Don't even act like I didn't buy a doughnut, I've got the documentation right here...Oh wait, it's in my file at home. ...Under 'D'."- Mitch Hedberg

"if you want to be considered cool, you can follow those who blazed the trail before you. in john hughes movies ('breakfast club,' '16 candles,') that means wearing pastel colored izods, driving expensive sports cars and being a dick to the artsy kids. these days, slap a 'the' in front of your bands stupid ass name: instant cool." - matt nathanson


Also... I had an inquiry for you out there who have downstairs neighbors. If you were to say, pass gastronomical pleasantries while seated on the floor of your upstairs abode... and the downstairs neighbors were, in fact, in residence... and it was just a phenomenoly loud sound that had escaped from your ass.... do you think that those below would hear it?

get back to me on this... seriously. i'm dying to know.
this is your denver diva, expert in relationship and lovvvvve... signing out -- sjl