Ism

Sep 16, 2004 14:09

Email to the internet.

Really. Is what it is.

I guess I've given up on the interpersonal musings. Well not given up ... but I don't know. I'm not in the mood. And the last few times I tried updating and actually had something to say, livejournal fucked me. And I don't like being fucked by livejournal, regardless of what you've heard. I'm trying really hard not to just abandon livejournal completely. And this is a last-ditch effort to get myself back into the swing of it.

Last-ditch? What the hell does that mean? I mean I know what it means... but why? Last-ditch? It must be one of those things that has a funny story about it.
Last-ditch? Maybe something like a war story... about Jack 'Last-Ditch' Johnson.
Last-ditch? So-called, because dangerously out-manned, he thought of something.
Last-ditch? He'd hide all his men in one ditch, and cover it with palm fronds.
Last-ditch? The enemy had checked all the other ditches, and only theirs remained.
Last-ditch? As the enemy came closer, the troops exploded from the ditch, wildly.
Last-ditch? They were all killed instantly in a hail of gunfire.
Last-ditch? But the phrase lives on.
Last-ditch? In infamy.
Last-ditch? God Bless Jack 'Last-Ditch' Johnson.
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