Do you know what "B-I-T-T-E-R" means? You're about to find out.
I guess I realized that you don't care. Because thats what best friends are for. But you know what? Fuck it. Right? You've got something to make you happy for now and until something goes array- because when does it ever work out- you'll call me. Did I tell you I totalled my car, can't pay rent, and may I remind you that you've been my best friend for years? Or was that one sided- I'm sorry, I was wrong to assume it was a shared relation. But don't bother calling to see how things are going. You are way ahead of me in terms of 'momentary greatness', but at least I live. So keep your blog and keep stealing my gimmix- you are who you are because I made you that way.