Jul 29, 2004 23:56
ME: So, what is new with you?
OWEN JONES: Well,
I hate work,
I am depressing myself with Kafka,
I have not yet written graduation "thank you" cards and I doubt that I ever will,
I have not yet written my paper for college,
my new computer is continually freezing up,
I am anxious about college,
I need money,
I need to get an inoculation shot very soon,
I have not been hanging out my friends enough and I will no longer be able to soon,
and, needless to say, I am not enjoying my summer.
HOWEVER,
I have not yet to become tired of being me and I doubt I ever will,
I am lucky enough to be a male, and thus I am perpetually better than all females,
I am going to go to a great college (high above cayuga's waters), where I will take the first step toward becoming very, very rich.
and, most importantly, I have Jesus, and will go to Heaven when I die.
ME: So, all in all, things really seen pretty good, don't they?
OWEN JONES: Yes, they really do.
ME: But, really, who cares?
OWEN JONES: No one, no one at all.