"You look stupid and rich," Jenny said, removing her glasses.
"You're wrong," Phil protested. "I'm actually smart and poor."
"Oh, no, Preppie. I'm smart and poor."
"What the hell makes you so smart?" he asked.
"I wouldn't go for coffee with you," she answered.
"Listen--I wouldn't ask you."
"That," she replied, "is what makes you stupid."
* * *
I love you, Phil.
Jenny
have been thinking of having my own blog page for a long time. since 99, i've been writing, posting, changing my icq info.
sometimes, i stopped because i didn't feel like writing. anyhow, here i am again, blogging here instead of on info. hopefully
i can keep up because this is a little sketch book of my daily life. maybe, somewhere, somehow, someone might come across this
and realize that we are not alone.
about marz
Chinese born Canadian; grew up in HK. A non-romantic, non-cute pisces w/ water-proof eyes, hammer-proof heart,
and a caffeine-proof mind.
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