Tuesday, November 07, 2006

I'm in a good mood... I'm in a bad mood...

I have totally clarity... I've never been so confused...

The more I look... the more I need to look...

The more I consume... the emptier I feel.

The firmer I plant my feet on the ground... the more I want to fly.

The more pressure I apply... the more it bleeds.

...

Waitress : Tuna on toast, coleslaw, cup of coffee.

George : Yeah. No, no, no, wait a minute, I always have tuna on toast. Nothing's ever worked out for me with tuna on toast. I want the complete opposite of on toast. Chicken salad, on rye, untoasted... and a cup of tea.

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