he loves me...he loves me not...
"I hope you're not upset, they're only words. And words don't hurt at all. Didn't you know?"--as good as gospel--
Dear People of the Internet,
I thought that I had already been over this with you, but just in case you weren't paying attention the first time...
1) Do not take everything I write literally or seriously. From time to time, I will employ a device known as "sarcasm." I understand that there are people in the world that are too stupid to understand sarcasm, but I do not think that any of you (my faithful readers) fit into this category. See? Sarcasm.
2) Most of the time (unless I "x" out your eyes...and sorry about that, by the way) if I write about you or hint about you or link to you or whatever to do with you...I LIKE YOU. I don't necessarily mean it in some sexual way (although...), but I don't generally waste time typing about people that I despise. We can be friends even after I mention you in some unfashionable way (promise).
3) Stop arguing with me over the internet/email/myspace/etc. I have a phone. Call it. Or, if you don't mind looking at my hideous complexion, you can find me at Normal St. on Tuesdays and LaSalles on Saturdays...and holed up in my room most other days (social suicide).
4) There was more, but I forgot it...
Love,
Josh
Dear People of the Internet,
I thought that I had already been over this with you, but just in case you weren't paying attention the first time...
1) Do not take everything I write literally or seriously. From time to time, I will employ a device known as "sarcasm." I understand that there are people in the world that are too stupid to understand sarcasm, but I do not think that any of you (my faithful readers) fit into this category. See? Sarcasm.
2) Most of the time (unless I "x" out your eyes...and sorry about that, by the way) if I write about you or hint about you or link to you or whatever to do with you...I LIKE YOU. I don't necessarily mean it in some sexual way (although...), but I don't generally waste time typing about people that I despise. We can be friends even after I mention you in some unfashionable way (promise).
3) Stop arguing with me over the internet/email/myspace/etc. I have a phone. Call it. Or, if you don't mind looking at my hideous complexion, you can find me at Normal St. on Tuesdays and LaSalles on Saturdays...and holed up in my room most other days (social suicide).
4) There was more, but I forgot it...
Love,
Josh
posted by joshua kerney | 2:05 AM
3 Comments:
i might call you if i knew your number....
why do you hurt me so?
as of our conversation tonight:
"life is a whore that fornicates the world." Foucault
"nostaglia is a seductive liar" (unknown--maybe it was me)
You will voyage to Santa Cruz soon--Arwen A.E. Turner
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