2003-02-14 11:38 pm
LA 110.14
Parsimony. A word I have never understood and still don't.
I remember when I was a small boy I used to feel exactly the way I feel now only without the sense of having felt like this for so long. Can we deconstruct life so far it means nothing but the accumulation of weariness?
Last night at work I spent 110 minutes and 14 seconds on the phone to LA, talking to A.
"They tell you to be safe, to be secure, they tell you to do this to get somewhere, you have to be like this to be succesful, to be happy. It's a con. Don't listen. They're only saying it because they want to believe they made the right choice."
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