not shaking the grass

One day you think: I want to die. And then you think, very quietly, actually I want a coffee. I want a nap. A sandwich. A book. And I want to die turns day by day into I want to go home, I want to walk in the woods, I want to see my friends, I want to sit in the sun. I want a cleaner room, I want a better job, I want to live somewhere else, I want to live.

george and elaine were the original haters. kramer was not a hater he was a pioneer - some people will try to tell you jerry was also a hater but they’re wrong. jerry was a poser. he was a hater in private, which is the worst kind of hater - no backbone. he would nod understandingly at george and elaine’s woes but he would secretly be hating on their hate. too much shame in his game. elaine and george would hate publicly, with their whole chests, ESPECIALLY on each other, that’s how you know it was real