she said

You were right.
There aren't enough hours for each day. There really does need to be an extension added to daily cycles, or maybe just make each hour last ninety minutes. That would be helpful.
You were correct when you said that the view is better up top.... from a roof, I mean.
And it turned out to be true that some sports teams are just better than others, but in my defense- and for the sake of honor-we're still #2.
You were right about the full moon and how it sometimes looks like a yellow cardboard cut out pasted on to a black curtian, like a prop in a play. Its a nice way to think about things.
You were right about the simple version of hangover medicine you created. Don't know how you figured that one out, but, trust me, it has been tested repeatidly over the last while and remains full proof.
And, yes, this place does suck. The entire country. It would be good to get out for a long while.
You were right about alot of things.
You seem to know what you're talking about.
But......
Then again......
Cereal IS good.
Theres no doubt about it. Milk and wheat go well together at any time of day.
You were wrong.
And then you had some bad judgement about Andy and C. Davis.
And also when you said that your coach is the best to ever live, you were totally off right there.
No doubt.
so..............
What I'm trying to say is, yes, you seemed to be right, more right than often should be the case.
But you still can be wrong.
You were wrong.
....
Cereal is good.

answers

Blank spaces fill my mind.
What if the best way to find the best answers was to go through hell to get them?
PS: I think I'm going to set up a permanent residence in hell. Might as well.
Or maybe just a time share. Yeah, a time share would be better, only spend a little time there. I'm a guy that can settle for second best.

light bulb

Its been a cloudy morning.
But the biggest ray of light dawned upon me today: I'm Chris Miles.
It's official.
I've decided that this will be my working philosophy for the rest of my life.
Once you get passed the initial abstraction it really makes more sense than breakfast, if breakfast is an idea that you ever had to ponder about.
Really, one can say that this is the biggest idea to hit me since I figured out the basic law of gravity.
It did me good.
Like buying an umbrella.

The Thorn Bush In My Head, part I

I needed to take a sleeping pill last night.
I'd been up all all night the night before, thinking mostly.
I needed to sleep, and to get away from my thoughts.
The pill did a good job of helping me with the former; it knocked me out in 30 minutes flat. But that dosn't mean I escaped the latter.
Dreams are a nice under-the-radar way of telling you what exactly has been bothering you lately.
I dreamed about my troubles and awoke to them the next morning.
Damnit, even in the dark, with the lights off, concealed, I'm thinking about you still.

sin

"My name is Sarah."
"Hello."
"I like your tie." She played around with it, twirling it between her fingers.
"Thank you."
She grinned and pulled on it.
"Is that all you can say?" She was smiling and her eyes pierced. She wanted something.
"I like your eyes?"
She looked at the ground and let go of the tie.
"Hmm, Come back to me when you have something better." She walked away and everyone's eyes watched her as she crept to a corner, disappearing behind a door.
The room was dark and everything was neon and black-light colored.
Smoke spiraled from the lips of those sitting at the table as they laughed together and kept their eyes on the stage, mesmorized.
After some time she came back.
"What about now?" she asked.
"No, I don't have the money."
"Come on. Get it from one of your friends."
"All my friends have wasted all their money on all your friends. Hell, I had to borrow cash just to get in."
"ATM. " She pointed to the ATM glowing electric blue on the other side of the room.
"I don't have debit."
She frowned, waited.
"I can make a deal with you. Ten dollars and a sip of this here Sprite. Thats all I have."
"I thought you said you didn't have any money, and what's in the Sprite?"
"I'm holding the money for someone, and there's nothing in the Sprite."
"Ok, come on. But only because I like Sprite."
She started to walk.
"Don't tell any one about this." She looked over her shoulders suspiciously.
"Why? Whats the problem?"
She was still smiling. She walked further to the back of the room where the lights were the dimmest and the smoke the heaviest and began to speak elaborately of the socio-economic complexities involving the deal we had made.
"If I take ten and the other girls charge fifteen then more people will come to me over them. Thats why we constantly have a fixed rate here, as to discourage competition." And she ended with that.
You really do meet the oddest people in the oddest places.
"Wow, never thought of it like that. Your a smart girl."
"Thank you."
"Paying your way through college?"
"I dropped out."
"I'm sorry."
"No, don't worry, I'll re-enroll next semester." She took a long drink of the Sprite. "There's nothing in this drink."
"Thats what I said."
"I love a good drink. I wish I was drunk right now. Trust me, then you'd really get the most for your money. Lets wait for the next song, make sure none of the other girls sees. My TV broke this morning when I woke up and I got pissed and had some drinks this morning. I was drunk up until this afternoon."
"I guess I'm sorry."
"Where are you from?"
"Here."
"Me too."
"Its a nice place."
"I've seen better."
"Me too."
She smiled, big, friendly.
"I still like your tie." she said. The song that had been playing stopped and the stage in the center of the room became empty.
"Whats your name again?"
"Marie."
"I thought you said it was Sarah."
"Thats what all of us say."
"You have a very nice name."
A new song started.
"Thank you."

out of the darkness

"I hate that class."
"Yeah, I would too." He spoke in that funny way he always does, his voice sounding high pitched as if his nose were clogged.
I was driving. We were on the darkest street heading home and the headlights blazed in front of us cutting a golden path through the night.
"Never take it."
"I know what you mean," he was quiet for a second and I was too. "You know, I came to a conclusion today," he said, "I hate potatoes."
"?"
"Really I never even liked them. I think they're disgusting. I eat them all the time. Today at lunch I was eating my frech fries and I noticed that I really don't like french fries. They're nasty. I just like to lick them, just like to suck the salt off them."
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Its good when you come to conclusions about your life.
It lets you know what you really want out of it.