Monday, February 08, 2010
A Hundred and Seven
Sometimes, I wish I was a bimbo.
Their life goals are so easy, so simple.
They never seem to worry about the big things.
But I'd hate myself if I stopped thinking about the big things.
Which is why I hate bimbos.
So when I catch myself wanting to be blissfully ignorant, I sharply pray the other way.
1:29 AM
