a man with larger breasts than I,
and a mutt that nobody has the chance of impregnating.
two cars that have passed me on the international-freeway called life.
and they didn't even use turn signals.
believe-me, I bitched a lot about that.
... to myself, you know, because I was the only one in the car.
in any event. nothing is happening today. just like nothing happened the day before, or the day before that.

-sigh-
ok. im going away now.