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2001-09-15 4:13 a.m.
Where the hell is my waiter?

I'm a "glass half empty" type person. Except with me, it's cracked and I just cut my lip on it followed by chipping a tooth.

Perhaps if I get corrective oral surgery, swing by the emergency room to have my lip stitched up, and refill my glass, I shall find happiness. Hmmm... or perhaps not. I'd probably start complaining that my newly filled glass will have to make me go to the bathroom.

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