  And for once, I actually mean it. Shocking, I know. To anyone still sending crap to my Earthlink mail and then bitching at me on my voicemail that I never email you back, get a clue.
You have my new email address. Use it. It's not my fault in any way, shape or form that you're dumb. To anyone looking for a beautiful song to make you cry in the middle of doing and thinking about absolutely nothing, I would point you in the direction of "My Immortal" by Evanesence (I'm tired and may have slaughtered that name).
Yes, I don't like the band. I've mentioned it on numerous occasions. But this song is fabulously sad. And if you know me, you know I can never resist a sad song as long as it's fabulously sad. Mediochrity in the sad song department breeds contempt from me. You can't half-ass sadness in music. It makes you look like a chump. Shit. I need to sleep.
Or maybe I need to watch this episode of VH1's "Driven" about Dave Matthews. I'll decide once I'm tucked under my flannel comforter and on top of my feather bed (some days it pays to dig in the boxes in the attic--you find all sorts of goodies up there that no one has ever used). Yeah, I guess it wasn't so short. Oops. 
