07:27pm, Friday 29 Jun 2001
Song of the Day: Paul Kelly - Dumb Things
I like beer. I like it even more when it gets me drunk quickly.
4 beers and I'm not feeling any pain. What's ironic is the cause for my drinking is the person who gave me the beer.
Who knew?
Ultimatiums never work. But what more can you do? You can only roll over and be Miss Perfect for so long. Yeah yeah I know, I'm impatient - maybe I didn't wait long enough. How long is too long? How long does it take before you move from being patient to being a doormat?
Am I a doormat?
And how can I formulate a reply when I don't know your email address? How can you let me do this? How can I have no self control?
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