November 01, 2003

11:07 p.m.


i'm trying, really

we are really, really getting too old for this sort of thing. and it's not even that i mind the quasi-babysitting i have to do. it was even fun in the old days when all we needed was one video game or a pile of legos or a deck of cards to keep us amused. even a movie never seemed bad. i suppose it's just the one obnoxious person who can grate on your nerves, all the more amazing because he can't seem to realize how completely immature it is to guffaw over killing a cat or teasing a ten year old girl. not like i didn't need a lesson in tolerance, right? well, i didn't think so, but when you're never really pushed to limit, how can you say so? things were so much easier when you never detested anyone quite this much.
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