Devious Journal EntryReally tired. Good night.More Like This
(Thought I might say it here because there's no one else to say it to)
Devious Journal EntrySo I finished writing this dialogue thing where one character is talking with this other guy. Like:More Like This
1: Good morning.
2: What's wrong?
1: I'm sick.
2: Really?
1: Yeah. Really. Why would I lie about that?
2: I don't know. Where's my jacket?
1: What?
2: My jacket. Have you seen it?
1: No. why?
2: Don't be a jackass. Because it's cold, that's why.
1: No, it's not. The sun's shining, the air's warm. Trust me, it's really annoying. You can't miss it.
2: What? No, it's--ow! What was that?
1: What do you mean?
2: Oh, God, my leg--look, my leg--
1: There's nothing there. Calm down--
And, well, I'd love to finish this, but, well, I'm a little busy. But I got down what I could. Long story short, the guy with the invisible leg problem freaks the fuck out and turns into a monster, whereby the other guy runs like hell but doesn't get far. The end.
PeopleI mentioned earlier that I don't think relationships work out. I'm not pessimistic enough to think no relationship ever works out, but, well, people can't stand me very long. And I probably wouldn't stand another person too long. But I do have a belief that the majority of relationships don't work out, and it isn't exactly an unfounded idea. People are nice to be acquaintances with, and friends are great, too, but I've never really lasted in one of those longer than a year and a half. It's actually rather pitiful.More Like This
That reminded me of the first time I heard the word piteous: in a GameCube game, Mario Sunshine, I think...what a random thought. The first time I saw the word peculiar was in Daisy Head Mayzie by Dr. Seuss. Why do I remember that?
But people don't just fit together so easily. They think they do, but they don't. They just don't. I don't know why, but a lot of people don't fit together and they just try and try and are too afraid to break up or they try to convince them