elegantwaste's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- bad analogies Bad sushi is so much worse than bad other food. Like, a bad pizza, I'd still eat. Bad most things (excepting like, undercooked and bleeding dead things), I would still eat. Bad sushi is like bad sex. You don't even want to get to the final product (eating; orgasm) because the process is so bad. You throw away the food, you, well. Sit through the sex and wish you weren't, I guess, unless you have more guts than me. So I guess bad sushi isn't like bad sex. Bad pizza is like bad sex. Cause you eat it anyway. Um. I'm going to stop this analogy. But I just had bad sushi, and I haven't had any sex, let alone bad sex, lately. - I had an encounter with the Girl Who Broke My Heart (tm) today. It hurt. But, y'know, not like it could have. So, go me. I think it's nice that I'm encompassing all that she doesn't believe in, working for corporate america, even as a bottom feeder. Heh. - Gwen Stefani is hot. But weird. I think if I were to kiss her she would suck me in through her strange lips and I would never be heard from again. - Instead of eating that bad sushi, I am making Tuscan potatoes and maybe even garlic-rosemary bread. Yum! Fuck sushi! 6:59 p.m. - 2002-08-27 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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