"I'm just out of college. I wonder about my own chances and, quite honestly, I feel like they get slimmer with each passing day. I'm that gallon of orange juice on the shelf that hasn't been scooped up yet. I'm just part of a huge crowd, only I'm closer to the expiration date. Girls will pick me up, check the expiration date, put me back, pick up different one, check the expiration date, put it in the cart. (And everyone knows the beautiful girls always seem to shop at Publix.) I'm the generic brand with the boring label. I hope that my redemption is the taste I leave in their mouth if they give me a try but I think I have that bitter aftertaste."

~Jason Killingsworth~

wow... (read entry from 5/11)