i'm coming slow but speeding...

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

i wish he gave himself another heart attack the night before last... when he was red in the face, screaming bloody murder at me. oh how i wish he had (it makes me feel like a bad person to think that, but i'll be damned if its not true). i would be able to live with what he had said to me if his heart exploded out of the sheer cruelty of the words coming out of his mouth. at least then i wouldnt have felt so pained today with what he had said to me last night.

oh a VERY related note, i've been bullied into getting another 1998 buick regal LS, under penalty of being disinherited (and no, im not exaggerating... neither was he). kids, dont smoke weed, do cocaine, eat mushrooms, or do inhalants... you will turn into a vegetable. or my father. pray for the former. you may be dead, but at least you'll be remembered asa druggie, not a chauvanistic asshole.

jules was lost in thought at 11:31 AM

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Hey Jules,
Whoa. Came on to say 'hi, long time no talk, what's up, Merry Chirstmas and all that rot'... sorry to hear things are so dicey. Hope the holidays are happier; if you want to talk, or grab a cup of joe (if we can catch a Joe, that is), hit me up. What with work, that's probably easiest through email; cmahar@weiinc.com is my work, 8:30-5 being my hours of self-mandated imprisonment.

Happy Holidays, and best wishes; hope things get better, and I'd love to catch up with you if you've got the time.

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