Keith and I were having a conversation via email the other day. I wish he would get an instant messenger because he is filling up my in-box. In a 3 hour timespan, I got 8 emails! The nice part about email is I can go back and pick parts to post. Too bad he knows this though. ("i'm only funny, b/c i know that i may have anything i send to you "published" at any time.")
Here are my favorite bits:
"i guess i'm not that good of an addict, because i don't really feel guilty about my addictions."
"if my addiction was to go out at lunch and punch every third guy in the nuts, that would be bad. now, being a loser b/c of my addiction to tv, that's something else."
"the site is done by the friend of the guy performing the wedding. the new idea, is, since we're using a "minister" that is ordained on the internet, he should read the service from his palm pilot instead of a bible."
"i never wanted to go the northeast. snow bad."
"just giving you shit. (which is i guess my form of pop-psychology)"
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