November 17, 2003

11:00 am

is that a sin (i.e. gabriela's casa de amore)?  hmmm.  would i feel bad? 
hmmmm.  would i care?  hmmmm.

scars are more noble than moles (like the mondragoners vs. the bar stars).

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6:09 pm

gee, i hope all of the other kids were nice to you on your first day (back)
at work.  i'm sure if you showed them your warm smile and spoke politely
that they probably all really liked you.

the pain in my back is somewhere between being stabbed in the back (or what
i imagine it would feel like) and intense muscle cramps (which is strange
because i have no muscle [i'm like veal in that way]).  i ended up sleeping
for several hours this afternoon.  it was when i awoke that the freezing had
worn off.  i wasn't impressed.  oh well.  in the future, please never make
people feel self-conscious about their bodies and the inconsistencies on
them (i.e. moles) ever again.  let me do their suffering for them (like
jesus).

i did not get dysentry from the meat you fed me today.  now you can sleep
well.  so can i.

yours,
mitch

p.s. i like all of the good things you do for me.  Really

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6:32 pm

do you know a student named sheila charbonsky (i have no idea how to spell
the last name, but that's how it sounds)?

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10:05 pm


 don't worry about the meat.  like i said before, i don't think that you
would have fed it to me if you'd known.  it was an honest mistake.  now, if
i'd spent the better part of the afternoon shitting my guts out, then it
would be a different story....
i was only kidding about your problems with my moles.  i know that you
didn't really really reallly have a problem with them (maybe two reallys,
but not three).  it was actually done more to satisfy my mother, as you've
suggested.  your commentary merely 'got the ball rolling', much unlike that
war that was fought strictly over a soccer game (where was that again,
paraguay?  hahaha stoopid latin americans).
i like to think that our individual happinesses tend to coincide. thus,
there is no predication of unhappiness.  i also think that the same lassie
was used for the entire tv series and that george w. bush is serious when he
speaks of democracy in iraq.
did gina really say that?  i don't believe it.  how does she know that
we are sexually repressed (not really.  more like 'restricted')?  well, god
bless her, just the same.  i heard some horrific news tonight: my sister and
drew are going to cancun later this week... and she never asked me to
housesit.  shit on a stick.

i'll talk to you later

regards,
mitch

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