Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Sigh... my illusion sucks...

No money, no honey, nobody loves me.

And its all tied together. Due to be having no looks, no talents, and no money...

I have no honey. Thus nobody loves me. Maybe except my mother.

Sigh... my illusion sucks big time.

Even my $500 dollars worth of financial assistance has not yet arrived... Sanjay's and Gene got theirs already...

I need a honey! But i can't get one cause the only improvable factor is money,
(since plastic surgery is expensive and won't help, and talents take a long time to nurture), and money just does not seem to appreciate my deep heartfelt passion for it. Money ignores me. This is some big ass vicious cycle that will result in the eternal damnation of permanent membership of the NMNHNLM club. Looks like i'm going to be on the executive commitee forever. Maybe if i'm lucky, I might even be the president!!

I'm such a loser. Damn it. I need a miracle. Now. Please? God? C'mon you're all powerful anyways... just gimme a little bonus eh... it's all negotiable... We can always reach a compromise... after all you're the boss...Yeah, I would like a new face, a new body, more money, more honeyz!!

Ok, there's no reply. There's isn't going to be one.

-evan. NMNHNLM. Desperate. Starving. Poor. Please do NOT suggest Hazel. Too exotic for my taste... especially all the nasty dandruff and armpit hair. Gross.
the guys at 2:54 AM