Quotes from Lost Posts

I've been posting less and less here, but I certainly haven't been writing less. I just seem to lose steam halfway through and relegate posts to the category of never to be used drafts. But, in looking back over them this morning I found a few lines that I liked from posts I haven't used in the last six months or so. So here they are.

Fiction? The world is crumbling. Figuratively that is, not literally of course. A spot of rain on an already dreary Sunday hardly qualifies as the end of the world. So there we are.

2007: A Year In Review? Call it serendipity. Call it a general malaise. Call it beef fried rice.
You can call it any of those things. Even though they'd clearly all be nonsense.
Then again...so is this.

Rapture Hello friends, my name is Christian, and I am an adult...but only when I feel like it, rarely when I need to be, and never in misty rains or heavy snows.

For You And even if you're ball deep in their backside those two words can make it all feel better, "For You." Nobody cares if you're fucking them as long as they think you're fucking them less than you fuck everybody else.

Not Quite Gallows Humor
Nurse: On a scale of one to ten, how bad is the pain?
Me: Not real bad, so maybe a two?
Nurse: Good, good. What does it feel like?
Me: Well, you know, like, if you cut your thumb with a razor? What that would feel like? That's what it feels like.
Nurse: Good, good. Now what exactly happened?
Me: I cut my thumb with a razor.

She doesn't find the exchange as funny as I do for some reason.


Next... Mrs.Reality meet Mr.Mistakes-I've-Made...over and over and over again.

Next... I've become beautifully irrelevant.

Where... Indifference. Another word for anger, another word for loss.

Slippery Slope Finish story. 21 hour days. October Ends. Shot in November. Dead by December.

And there you go folks...