i miss the way you sing low so i can't hear your voice over the radio.

Jul 14, 2004 09:14

I'd always forgotten how nice coming back to an actual bed feels and spending time in the company of someone that isn't three smelly guys in desperate need of a shower. I'm not leaving until the late afternoon so I've got all day to hang out with her and possibly take a few hours out of the day to go visit him and then go and get high with him. Life is sweet in LA. I'd forgotten how much I missed it here. It doesn't compare to New York in the sense that the people are completely different and the weather is much nicer but there's also that overall sense of comfort you receive from being with your friends. Different friends in different places and that sort of thing. To be honest, if you'd asked me a few days ago whether or not I was going to fly out to California to spend some time with her, I would've waved you off. I don't necessarily see myself as popular or witty. On the contrary I think I'm very awkward and I have this terrible habit of stammering when I'm nervous. But somehow I seem to have formed friendships with people who are amazing and stunning and just fantastic in their own right, many of them occurring just over the past few days. All of you are great--and you don't think I'm a total loser which helps my case a lot. :-[ That was just my excuse to link a whole bunch of people and man did that hurt my hand.

Marion and I made up which is really nice. I hated fighting with her. I'm not even sure we were fighting but we weren't speaking for a while and I hated it. But now things are so much better and I don't think I ever want to fight or not speak or just plain ignore her ever again. Two weeks or whatever the time I have left can't come too quickly. In fact, if I was smart enough, I'd build a time machine to go forward two weeks starting tomorrow. I just have a feeling that today is going to be a great day.

Okay, I need five dolla for a paid account. Who can help a brotha out? I will pimp myself for money or something like that. I could stand on the streets of LA and play guitar until I had enough money but I think I might get arrested because I would do it naked like the cowboy in New York. Indecent exposure and whatnot and I don't think anyone wants to see me naked so maybe not.

I am so vain listening to my own music.
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