"The whole point is that elitist people are missing out on real life. Let them have their luxury, they're wasting their lives!"
And this comment has two thumbs up. And I'm thinking about the dinner, a sixtieth wedding celebration, that I went to on Friday, or Saturday. How happy the hosts were, are. And I'm wondering if I'm wasting my life, if I should be married, settled, in love? And I'm wondering if I care.
And then I turn on DMAX and watch two episodes of LA Ink, which, for the record is so much better than Miami Ink.
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I'm sure there are people who love you, Toughie and who would be delighted if you loved them in return. Luckily, with today's pharmacology, or sufficient amounts of alcohol, these distractions can be successfully treated... but not without trace quantities of regret.
The answer lies within.
(And you have no idea what level of irony I'm using here... if at all.)
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