Posts Tagged ‘Mary’
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Ah, Mary. A toast to you and all who got stuck in life because you were not willing to play the game.
And possibly that includes me. Not sure.
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I used to feel this way about my home town. I’ve finally come around to seeing it’s an okay place, but back during my college years it was hard to fathom.
Her scarf was a blueish grey one I used to have. I think Jess might have ended up with it. Hrm.
I remember a friend expressing how pleasureful it was to get her gas tank filled, years later, by one of the total jerk bullies from high school. My mind never worked that way, I never felt pleasure in revenge and such, but I get the sentiment.
It’s in the eye of the beholder, that’s all you got to know.
One thing about people I’ve known like Bruno, they may not really be able to get THEIR shit together, but often they are inspiring to get mine together.
It’s funny how some people are Bay Area people, and some are New Yorkers, and then there’s the rest of us. ;-)
Funny that this is porting in March, I’m back in New England, and there’s still snow everywhere.
ha.
I could use a little less “silent snow on a field” right about now.
Back when states had abbreviations of MORE then two letters, Massachusetts was “Mass.” Now, like all the rest, it is just two letters, “MA.”
It is true. In middle school I learned that being needy got me attention. it took a good long while to unlearn it.
Sometimes one has to loosen up a bit before they can talk rationally. And that’s how I wrote Bruno.
But not always. Drinking makes me stupid and depressed. So I mostly avoid it.
