take my hand, come with me, into this crystal scenery
Awesome set of days just now.
Jeff came to Durham the other day, he saw Nick at southpoint, and then I drove and got him from Macaroni Grill and we all hung out, he met the group and such. He says he likes you guys a lot.
Drove him back to Pinehurst and met his family, and the hamster without a name. It was fun, I really like driving.
Drove home...in 32 minutes...it's supposed to take about an hour and five minutes or so, woops!
Went to Elijah's show with Allison, Sam, elijah's group o folks, Leigh, and Nick. Josh and Stephen were there. Afterwards I was accosted by a drunk black woman named Donna. She was....funny? I was terrified and laughing too hard to do anything about it. She wanted to marry me and allison. We took pictures. At one point she looks over at me and goes "DAMN YO PRETTY!" and then spent like 3 minutes trying kiss/lay on me. It was funny.
These past few days have been really fun, but I can't understand why I feel so shitty. Seriously, it doesn't make sense, I just don't feel well right now. I need....hmm Wellllll I have a good idea, Adam and I talked about it. It could happen? Fast? Vague? WOo!
DMFL - Call me? About visitin'?
Beach sometime? Hmmmmm
Work has gotten better, It's actually fun some of the time. The guys I work with are pretty cool, with the exception of Gabe, but he's getting better. The other day we were talking about pain meds and how "We can ride all the tractors n shit we want! Just don't get on no pencils" It was really funny. They're good guys, I'll miss this job.
I threw rocks at Gabe the other day, he didn't see them, so it was ok. I didn't get that close. Damn.
I learned how to play Colorblind on the piano just now, along with clocks. Which is good, because now I have more of a repertoire than just Konstantine.
I want to go to NYC....I miss it.
Or rather, I want to go to Sydney, it's better. Damnit.
Me mum goes down to Sydney in a week or so. Leaving us all alone, I fear I'll have trouble getting up early...
I think that'll do me.
~Gabe
[I haven't written anything in a long time, save for this, and that piece of shit I wrote about durham.
"And it's sad when your birthday wish is just to live to see one more.
And it's worse when your birthday consists of you sleeping by yourself on an airport floor.
And it's not that great when your birthday gets completely passed.
And it's always my birthday that ends up in all minds, as coming up last."
Don't know how much I like this one. It's just been swirling around in there for a time.
Talked to Allison for a while yesterday, And Jeff too. Realised that I still...yeah I'm still there. I'm always living in the past. Or if I'm in the present I'm always a step behind. I'm always behind. I'm always searching for a way to make it last, when it may have never been there in the first place. I like that.
"I'm always searching for a way to make it last
When it may have never been there in the first place
A few steps behind, and falling fast
Into those memories of your radiant face.
But it's too late
I missed it then
It's too late
I shouldn't pretend
That it'll come back
In a few weeks
I'm just getting my hopes up
Laying on the pavement, with wet cheeks
I think it's time that I gave up
With that spectre closing the door at me
With a hapless grin, I laugh and turn
Leaving it locked away
I'll bring it out in a while
And I'll sit and remember those days.
But it's too late.
I missed it then
It's too late
I'm done with playing pretend."
Jeff came to Durham the other day, he saw Nick at southpoint, and then I drove and got him from Macaroni Grill and we all hung out, he met the group and such. He says he likes you guys a lot.
Drove him back to Pinehurst and met his family, and the hamster without a name. It was fun, I really like driving.
Drove home...in 32 minutes...it's supposed to take about an hour and five minutes or so, woops!
Went to Elijah's show with Allison, Sam, elijah's group o folks, Leigh, and Nick. Josh and Stephen were there. Afterwards I was accosted by a drunk black woman named Donna. She was....funny? I was terrified and laughing too hard to do anything about it. She wanted to marry me and allison. We took pictures. At one point she looks over at me and goes "DAMN YO PRETTY!" and then spent like 3 minutes trying kiss/lay on me. It was funny.
These past few days have been really fun, but I can't understand why I feel so shitty. Seriously, it doesn't make sense, I just don't feel well right now. I need....hmm Wellllll I have a good idea, Adam and I talked about it. It could happen? Fast? Vague? WOo!
DMFL - Call me? About visitin'?
Beach sometime? Hmmmmm
Work has gotten better, It's actually fun some of the time. The guys I work with are pretty cool, with the exception of Gabe, but he's getting better. The other day we were talking about pain meds and how "We can ride all the tractors n shit we want! Just don't get on no pencils" It was really funny. They're good guys, I'll miss this job.
I threw rocks at Gabe the other day, he didn't see them, so it was ok. I didn't get that close. Damn.
I learned how to play Colorblind on the piano just now, along with clocks. Which is good, because now I have more of a repertoire than just Konstantine.
I want to go to NYC....I miss it.
Or rather, I want to go to Sydney, it's better. Damnit.
Me mum goes down to Sydney in a week or so. Leaving us all alone, I fear I'll have trouble getting up early...
I think that'll do me.
~Gabe
[I haven't written anything in a long time, save for this, and that piece of shit I wrote about durham.
"And it's sad when your birthday wish is just to live to see one more.
And it's worse when your birthday consists of you sleeping by yourself on an airport floor.
And it's not that great when your birthday gets completely passed.
And it's always my birthday that ends up in all minds, as coming up last."
Don't know how much I like this one. It's just been swirling around in there for a time.
Talked to Allison for a while yesterday, And Jeff too. Realised that I still...yeah I'm still there. I'm always living in the past. Or if I'm in the present I'm always a step behind. I'm always behind. I'm always searching for a way to make it last, when it may have never been there in the first place. I like that.
"I'm always searching for a way to make it last
When it may have never been there in the first place
A few steps behind, and falling fast
Into those memories of your radiant face.
But it's too late
I missed it then
It's too late
I shouldn't pretend
That it'll come back
In a few weeks
I'm just getting my hopes up
Laying on the pavement, with wet cheeks
I think it's time that I gave up
With that spectre closing the door at me
With a hapless grin, I laugh and turn
Leaving it locked away
I'll bring it out in a while
And I'll sit and remember those days.
But it's too late.
I missed it then
It's too late
I'm done with playing pretend."