shatterlines previously...
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there's something to be said about ice cream.

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so, it's been a long, unadventurous weekend. i managed to completely avoid everything. i haven't gone out with anyone. and if i did i'd have nothing to say.

i hate being around couples who are in in the death-throw's of their relationship. it's pathetic to see, especially because you're supposed to act like you don't see it. just wait till the ugly moments pass and then chime in with the digs on this great movie or album you just saw. gracefully step over the broken glass as you make for the remote. alphabetize their cd collection. step out for a cigarette -- whether you smoke or not -- when you sense you're about to be asked your "objective opinion" on his or her attitude problem, lack of accountablility, and dysfunctional tendencies.

i love my friends very much. but i can't help it that watching them destroy themselves makes sleeping alone just a little bit more bareable.

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