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March 06, 2006

some heavy discussion re: the academy awards (sort of)

fern: I also saw Brokeback Mountain. And I also liked its slowness...I felt that was very indicative of Proulx's writing style as well.

me: well, maybe you should just MARRY annie proulx then if you like her so much, fern. huh? why don't you just go and marry her!

fern: Maybe I will! And I won't be inviting YOU to the ceremony or reception! In fact, if you even *think* about watching us take our vows of love, I'll make you sorry that you ever even suggested we get married. So there!

me: FINE! it's not like i wanted to watch you exchange vows of your unnatural love. i don't really care about anything you do with YOUR life. obviously you don't want me to be a part of it, and FRANKLY i am relieved because i ALWAYS am called in at the end of these love scemes of yours and have to help pick up the pieces and i am TIRED of it.

fern: "Picking up the pieces" HAH! That's a laugh. The only thing you'll be picking up will be the broken glass of our shattered friendship. Make sure you don't cut yourself too badly on the sharp edges.

me: our friendship has been shattered for far too long, and, yes, i've been cut badly by it. i'm tired of crying at night, and i'm tired of worrying about you....always out late drinking, snorting, and shooting up gawd knows what with whatever author you're "into" at the moment. totally committing yourself to these people who are ultimately too selfish and full of themselves to give you what you need...that which i have always attempted to provide you with as your cry on my shoulder....a little love and affection. annie proulx indeed. do you really think SHE is going to provide you with the level of committment that i have? do you really think that she has a heart as big as i have, a heart big enough to encompass all of your worst fears and to support your dreams and future? do you really thinks she cares like i do?
i just can't continue on with this, fern, it's too draining for me, and i need to focus on me for now. i've got feelings too, and hopes and dreams for the future, and i'm off down that yellow brick road right now to pursue them...WITHOUT you.

fern: You pathetic sop! Why don't you run to your mommy like the stupid little weiner that you are. You make me sick! You and all of the love that you have to give. I never wanted your love, but you threw it onto me and engulfed me like a nuclear bomb. It killed me, your love. And I watch you cutting your hands as you sweep away the slivers that once bound us, and I want to dribble lemon juice into your wounds. It is because of YOU that I am like this, wandering over to Annie for comfort.

Posted by Zach at March 6, 2006 02:09 PM

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