Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Pot Roast, again

photo by Frank Petronio



I get really tired with my lack of people to rely on, befriend, trust and hang out with.


You'd think making awesome home made pot roast would be incentive to get people to come chill with me, but I suppose that my crazy behavior is more damaging than I realize.

I try hard to learn from Melody's behavior, try to imitate her... to be more like her. She is fun and hyper and crazy. She's never angry, short tempered or rude. Sometimes crass, she always has grace in it.

Fuck... One day I'll get it.

Don't be a crazy cunt, Meagan.

7 comments:

Mr. Condescending said...

I want pot roast :(

James M Graham said...

Your pot roast kicks ass. Jus' sayin'...

...the other part? Yeah, work on it...

Sanders said...

What's not to like about pot roast?
(I make mine with old coffee.)

dee said...

aghh. story of my life. except i don't think i'm so much crazy as other people are :)

(oh)joneses said...

moving to los angeles has made me realize how difficult making new friends can be, especially when you hold your old friends in such high esteem. i am alone and lonely all the time but patience is my virtue. they will come as you become.

Victor Mercado said...

Meagan,

Your new admire from Okinawa says hello and if I were in your area I’d take my chances for some roast. life is fuckin short let the good times roll – great blues number ~vm~

Victor Mercado said...

Meagan,

Your new admire from Okinawa says hello and if I were in your area I’d take my chances for some roast, life is fuckin short let the good times roll – great blues number ~vm~