Thu 16 Jun 2005
Mein Gott. Was habe ich getan? Vielleicht nichts, und ich habe technischlich keine Regel gebrochen. Moralischlich fuehle ich abscheulich. Vielleicht alles dass ich getan habe, ist mein Leben in Gotts Haenden gesetzen. Gott, bitte mich schuetzen. Warum war ich drei Stunde vor so dumm?
Well, blow me down, drink me under the table, since when have you taken up another language, German, I see.
All right, smart ass, translate!!!
How come you’re up at this ungodly hour?!
when i come across something that i don’t understand, i like to pretend that i do and make up things to explain what i don’t understand. this can be rather comical when i watch foreign tv shows.
so when i came across this entry, little stories started popping into my head. could you be talking about the political, economical, psychological, social, and ideological ramifications of the effects of krispy kreme on america’s seemingly already overweight population? perhaps.
all i can say is don’t be too hard on yourself. the human condition is imperfect by design. we all live our days the best we know how. sometimes we fall, sometimes we err, but beating yourself up about your past actions isn’t progress. indeed, true progress is a krispy kreme donut. don’t fight it, embrace it. learn from the donut and maybe next time you won’t find yourself alone with a donut again.