I'm not cool. That's the answer to all the shit thrown at me. All these years I was wrong about my social status; I thought I was on par with the crowds. Today, from a link at Scott's blog, I discovered that I was wrong.
Maybe I can get things done now that I know my place in life.
How am I not cool? I'm one of the coolest fuckers on the planet! I'm not racist or sexist or homophobic, I don't get in to science fiction, I'd rather play pro golf than any of those other jobs, how am I not cool?
Oh, God. This is the beginning of my demise. It's all over now...
1 comment:
Cool people don't have to tell people they are cool.
I chose lawyer because I figured I could make a difference and still golf.
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