Mar 17, 2005 02:33
I realize I'm hardly one to judge people and their post-high school plans...but seriously...
Just how successful could a relationship be when one of the parties
involved brings up on more than one occassion his aspirations of
becoming a hitman? Or, rather (excuse me) a drifting, memoir-writing
hitman. Who only kills high-end flunkies, mafia kings, and
scandal-riddled celebrities. None of this Joe Schmo knocking off. Only
the best of the best for his girl.
And Glassjaw...honestly...
Fortunately for me, however, the gods of Fate were smiling upon me when they granted me this GLORIOUS new LJ icon in place of a stable boyfriend. Hot damn.