"An archaeologist is the best husband any woman can have; the older she gets, the more interested he is in her."

Its funny how one second your life could be a complete disaster and then everything magically balances itself out once again.... You get to the point where you want to kill yourself and others around you... something like ripping open their throats with a hack saw and then pissing down their windpipe... How does someone thinking like that come back down to earth??? TALENT that is the only way i know how to explain it...
I realized today that NYERS are absolutely the most hospitable and most gracious and caring people in the entire universe... They always make sure they stare at people struggling to get on the bus and the ones that almost fall flat on their face because the subway stops short. Also they have a way of pushing people out of the way to get on the escalator or get pissed off when they are stuck walking behind an elderly person going up or down the stairs.... Most people would normally help all of the people described above, but not NYERS.... they will stare, mock and rush you but never help... HOW WONDERFUL THEY ARE...

Random thoughts
It never ceases to amaze me how :

• The one you love the most can turn into the one you absolutely hate at some times in life.
• The people you think are your best friends can secretly be your worst enemy...
• Never think that because you took a shower you are most certainly fresh and clean... cuz right now i reek of skunk and weed.