And I didn't get it.

Mail from my best friend:
hallo. : D im happy for no reason. no reason happiness. get it? get it? eh? *nudge* Life is fine. fine as wine. fine as ulyssa, banuvie. and since youre studying eco, AM is all yours.

We used to fight over the classical economist Alfred Marshall (who btw died long time back realising the stupidity of his work and how the great depression was God's way of saying "IN YOUR STUPID FACE MARSHALL").

If I ever ran into you I'd cut off both your wings.
New Year's eve.
Guard jealously.

I have signed my name already twenty times. I, and again I, and again I. Clear, firm and unequivocal, there it stands, my name. Clear-cut and unequivocal am I too. Yet a vast inheritance of experience is packed in me. I have lived thousands of years. I am like a worm that has eaten its way through the wood of a very old oak beam. But now I am compact; now I am gathered together this fine morning.
Here is the shop where they sell stockings. And I could believe that beauty is once more set flowing. Its whisper comes down these aisles, through these laces, breathing among baskets of coloured ribbons. There are then warm hollows grooved in the heart of the uproar; alcoves of silence where we can shelter under the wing of beauty from truth which I desire. Pain, is suspended as a girl silently slides open a drawer. And then, she speaks; her voice wakes me. I shoot to the bottom among the weeds and see envy, jealousy, hatred and spite scuttle like crabs over the sand as she speaks. These are our companions. I will pay my bill and take my parcel.

The reason I *love* JP

JP::it is says:
Good lord. Pppl are attempting to befriend me on orkut

Uh .. read in chronological order, no ?

S

I see the beetle. It is black, I see; it is green, I see; I am tied down with single words. But you wander off; you slip away; you rise up higher, with words and words in phrases.