and the leaves on the trees are a-fallin'

[mindreader_eh]

*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~BEHOLD... MY FUTURE.

I'll never get married, I'll settle down in hell in a fabulous~ condominum, have no kids, zoom around in a fucking Ford Pinto with a spacecar extension, spend my days as a mindreader-for-hire, and live happily ever after.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*!!!!!!!

Honestly, people.

Comments

[xmarksthe]

Happily ever after.

[mindreader_eh]

Until the landlord evicts me for not paying the rent. >D

[xmarksthe]

You could live in a box. I'm sure that would be fine.

[mindreader_eh]

Never. My best friend's boyfriend has too many connections to the sordid~ hobos.

[xmarksthe]

... Hobo connections?

[mindreader_eh]

Yup. I think Rai even does hobo conventions, but~ I could be wrong.

[xmarksthe]

Why would hobos need to converge?

[mindreader_eh]

'Cause their rights are being violated. Every train conductor that makes a game out of running them over, every passerby who tramples their cardboard box...

[xmarksthe]

Hobos have no special rights.

[mindreader_eh]

That's what the masses would like you to believe.

[xmarksthe]

Why don't you inform me as to what they are, then?

[mindreader_eh]

I just told you~! The right not to be mauled by devious train conductors and the right not to have their boxes trampled.

[xmarksthe]

Those things are inevitable when you live that way.

[mindreader_eh]

Not another voice of experience here, are we~?

[xmarksthe]

Do I look like a sordid hobo to you.

[mindreader_eh]

Far too hot.