these last nine posts are brought to you by the letter R for ramble on because that is what i was doing when i wrote these. i take it that i never posted these, because, they don't make any sense and i was mostly not going anywhere with them. there happens to be no plot. is there ever?
i never edited them. there is no plot. these don't make sense. why did i do these things? i can't tell you because i don't know.
why does anyone do anything? god, really? i think some don't think. sometimes i don't think, sure. i'm not perfect. i know that. i can look around my room/closet/library/craftroom/storagelocker/mindlocker/prison-of-earthquake-sure-death/sleepzone/ect. and tell you how imperfect i am. but at least i use my fucking common sense on a daily basis. ultimately, people are lazy, yet they want these things in their lives, so they have to come up with some other way to archive their wants and needs. if this new life path involves stepping on some toes and spilling a few cups of milk at the dinner table, so fucking be it. but that sucks and its not fair. but who cares? i mean, i do. i care. but that's about all. and what is that? caring with no action? i guess i'm just as bad as everyone else.
R A M B L E O N (AiLg- that's going to be a cool one!!!)
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