OK so Lrod and I argue all the time. Well I say it's arguing but he argues with me and says it's not arguing. We never write or play music together any more. But he argues with me and says we do. Basically, we're miserable with each other so we're talking about separating. But he argues with me and says he's not miserable at all. Bottom line is, we can't imagine living without each other and we can't stand living with each other.
So, this morning we were talking about getting married and having a baby. We figure that might be the solution.
you make me smile, doreen...!!
well... let´s see... it´s not a problem at all:we can organize you a wedding here (sure we have a priest, a lawyer or an actor between our members!!). An about the baby... have an artistic or symbolic one!!! I can nanny she/he some hours a week!! (...auch...I also said that to izzy....!!)
Kick him in the nuts. LOL. You probably shouldn't do that. But I don't really know what else to suggest. My relationship is pretty fucked too, so who am I to be giving advice. Get married and have a baby? Why the hell not? couldn't make things any worse, eh?
--k
but I think you and LRod should try to make it work. I love you guys as a couple. It'd make me miserable to see you guys split. Furthermore, it would cause me to loose all hope in the longevity of the human relationship. Would you wanna put a young mother through all that strain? Course not.
i totally concur, the very mention of this is hereby stricken from my memory. i don't know you guys the way my darling yabyum does, but i think (or should i say that i hope?) that i know you (and have heard about you) enough to know that i'm inspired by your relationship and just shut your face about splitting up.
I say suck it up and stick together.
Your relationship is "having a cold."
If the cold sticks around for another year, well, you both might need to get tonsillectomies. (How do you spell that?)
No really, don't tear down your beautiful statue yet.
Work it. Work it. Work it out.
Regeneration is the key.......
H
"I am a victim of society, and, an entertainer"........DW
In two days doreen and I will celebrate our fifth anniversary
we walked down the aisle at the Greyhound bus station
nervous as two whores in church
my piano had disappeared in Charlotte
we fucked on the floor but it was carpeted then
it's been an idyllic five years if you subtract the drunken nights
and the silly fights about notes and chords and the meaning of words
she's in love with the ocean
she's in love with love
the ocean can be vast and sussurant
or it can be tempestuous
full of squalls and hurricanes
made by its own warmings and coolings
I have a picture of our children on my desk
it's called seven books and two cds
not to mention the web sites and MP3s
and other bastard offspring of our love
but she says it's barren and I say that it's cold
maybe we're both too childish or just too old
or not old enough to remember that love
has its seasons, it's serpents and doves
The question remains:
Is one marriage big enough for two poets?
"These words don't make me a poet, these Eyes make me a poet."
this is a subject i have quite a bit of "spear"ience in....i have my opinion's and the most prevalent is that there is a fire between you 2 & it's a good fire i see when i see you 2 and i do in flesh and blood and we are friends till the end so that's why i wanna see it live....the union of u 2.............
me I feel like I'm becoming some kinda Kung fu t.v. Priest.....
Here's the solution: Have more sex. If that doesn't work, get drunk and have more sex. Can't go wrong there. LOL.
--k
p.s Have more sex was your advice to me, D. Just regurgitating genius. Although Nate and I seem to have had less sex lately, but that's beside the point. The point is you and Clay are PERFECT for each other and if you split I will kill you both in your sleep.