Saturday, October 18, 2008

Pity, party of one?

Yeah I don't really have anything to say. I'm just stuck in the nervous energy that is "Tony comes home in like 2 weeks" and I'm kind of not fully believing that yet! So while I sit here trying to figure out where the hell my head is at, I'll share a favorite poem by the amazing Dorothy Parker:


Razors pain you;
Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you;
And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren't lawful;
Nooses give;
Gas smells awful;
You might as well live.

DISCLAIMER: I am not suicidal! I just think it's a good poem. :)


  1. um......wierd!

    that's your feedback! LOL!