i sometimes miss my mizo/pizo. since the mizo dizoed 07/03, it's not really a consideration any more.
the truth is i've missed both of them for essentially my whole life. a lie would be that the shit was all fucked up. reality is there is just enough good shit to wonder WTF was it that made the bad shit suck that was even necessary.
it took some serious life time to get this shit in the envelope. too many fucking papercuts. problem can be sometimes that we forget the shit we went through to get the whatever it is into the envelope. fuck around and do that, now you've got these ideas about taking the shit back out.
that's the fucking real problem...
that's when you gotta look at the envelope as a fucking toilet. we don't look to take shit out of any toilet. plumbers don't even like shit. not the one's i've known.
so the moral is pizo isn't dizo yizo, but i just don't have any incentive to fuck w/dude...
it ain't hate. it actually is love. fuck'em...
it isn't the person that is missed, it's the relationship that should have been, but never quite made the train to get there on time...missed connections...damn...
make like the pizo didn't master the art of a non-performing fiz...
PEACE
...be calm...
Sunday, November 16, 2008
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