03-09-02 - 7:45 a.m.
topics of conversation yesterday, in a parked car at a lake, over bottles of overpriced, artifically fruit flavored water:
can we have our wedding reception at that pavilion over there?
will the cake have one or two brides?
is there life after marriage?
is there life on a planet with half our oxygen level?
why does your wife always fuck with the seat adjustments?
when was the last time your brother looked for a job?
how do you remember your anniversary?
would you believe i add up the numbers in my street address and it equals the exact date?
what happens when you move?
why do you care?
what makes you think i do?
do you?
do i look masochistic to you?
suppose i kissed you in order to end this ridiculous conversation?
suppose i let you?