A detailed account of my public disdain for all peoples and things.
Monday, January 31, 2005
Sports, Crushes and the lives ruined along the way
I am suffering from writer's deluge. There is so muchI want to write about, but I can't figure out what is worth the time and what will get me published in Penthouse. I did manage to write out an application to the be the new intern for The Sports Guy, however, I am not sure that was a worthwhile exercise. When applying for a position, even one at ww.espn.com page 2, it isn't good to begin with "how I have a man-crush on you." Of course I assured Bill that it wasn't about lust, I simply found his prose to be elegant and beautiful. It went downhill from there. Odds are good, damn good, that I won't be hearing back from The Sports Guy, but maybe his attorney will be in contact with me about a restraining order. One can hope.