Friday, September 02, 2005

Broken hearted.
Thank you to all the well-wishers and stories of recovering cats... Unfortunately today we had to put our amazing cat, Duncan, to sleep. There was just nothing else they could do. I took him a can of tuna, which he ate heartily but not entirely, kissed him a million times and said goodbye.

He was the greatest, as anyone who ever met him will attest. I can't remember what it was like around here without him, and I'm devestated that he's gone.

With all the suffering going on this week, couldn't THIS just have ended well?
Good-bye, Duncan. You were the fucking best.
Love, Mame.

Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Where are we all going? And what are we doing in this handbasket?
I had a lengthy speak with gorjus last night about how everyone in Jax is going nutbags without power, the looming gas crisis and the thought of drinking warm beer.
Today Ms. C called to inform me of the 'round the bend lines at gas stations here in Athens. Apparently someone circulated an email stating that gas stations were closing at 3 (not true).
I saw people lining up to fill their gas guzzling SUVs. Suckers. "I never should have bought this Escalade..."

I wrote a short story in high school about what would happen if all the stop lights in the world turned green all at once. There was a lot of fire.

Can you fucking believe New Orleans is under water? I still haven't wrapped my brain around it.

For the list
3 sides vinyl, 1 side brick? Not classy.

Monday, August 29, 2005

"We're perfect together: we're the same size, our hands are the same size"

It's pretty long. It's a bit of a commitment.
If you've ever broken up with someone on general principle, this one's for you.

troy's mix tape of love

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