37 Random writing 2/25/2003 I'm getting rid of that profile thing I had- so i'm gonna put some of the stuff I had on there here... Ugh.I don't even want to look at you. I don't even want to address you in this song.I just have to keep reminding myself that I did it to have something to write about.This will be interesting. May you live in interesting times. That means "fuck you". You get what you wished for,and then you wish you never found the damn well and threw your quarter in. 'Cause you would be much happier now w/a gumball,or a go at the video game "marvel vs capcom", even if you lost to megaman in the first round. I have this tender/bad feeling that I had before once in 4th grade when I slapped my friend Jeff on his sunburn when he was drinking from the waterfountain, and then helped him try to find the culprit. Then again in 8th grade when I couldn't break up w/my first girlfriend. My bestfriend told her off and sacrificed his friendship with her; even though he had a crush on her way before I met both of them. Its sorta like regret stirred into a warm cup of nausea;it ends up tasting like tub water: a little urine,& that taste in the back of your mouth when you get whacked in the head really hard. A little blood in the brain. I wish I could just make some girls disapear. that might be one more brain cell that I'll wish I hadnt killed holding my breath through the caldecot tunnel. But right now that doesn't concern me.I just want you to go up in a cloud of smoke & to never comeback. At least until next time I impale myself on a bottle of bacardi and wish you back. And then in the morning, before you wake up, I'll wish you away again. "May you live in interesting times Chad" "Thanks, fuck you too."