for example: tonight i was driving home from the weekend's festivities and heard the lot six on the radio. college radio, not commercial radio, but radio nonetheless. i mentioned dave before. dave who i was in a band with dave. dave who listened to house of pain and the fu schnickens before he met me dave. that dave. dave and will from my old band are in a band called the lot six, who were on the radio tonight. we were in a band in high school. see the high school parallel?

so i take it a step further and think of the songs we wrote, most of them about girls, a coupl eof which were about Her. 'Relationship In The Past Tense' Her. that Her.

the band formed in convenient synchronicity with our breakup, in which i was split assunder by the devastating blow of a thousand words on paper. blanche dubois' husbands pain. forget-how-to-breathe pain. that pain.

so all nigtht my mind was skipping through the events surrounding the inception of that band and the lyrics to those spiteful songs and i realized something...

never before has a song that i've never heard before and didn't even particularly like made me launch into such a sentimantal tailspin as this one did.

ugh.

this was all but meaningless.

i suck dog balls.

i'm thinking about stopping this madness. quitting while i'm ahead. i feel so uninteresting, and if all i'm doing is boring people who could be reading someone else far better, than i might as well raise the white flag.

i'm taking votes.

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