Blue Moon

May 11, 2006 23:12

so i am drinking. by myself. probably not the best idea, but i refuse (aka don't have the money) to pay cover at a bar downtown. Which is where some people that I know are currently at. Many people have already gone home. not surprising though.

how sad...three beers and i'm a little bit tipsy.
probably the lack of an actual dinner. pop tarts? pop corn? "pop" is a food group, right?

not too much beer to spell things correctly though...at least it seems that way from this side of the computer screen.

start my job soon. that will be exciting. i have next week off before i start work. does anyone want to see me? for serious......i don't think i have too many friends left. i'm not too sure what i did, or even if things can be repaired (and if they can, i don't know how) but......I think i have a small handful of people who actually care how i'm doing, and are genuinely happy to see me on occasion.

ok, ok. enough pouty sad bastard stuff. Lucero should stop singing "slow dance" on my computer. that would help. "cheers darlin'" says Damien. One left...

Moving back tomorrow. i think this might be the longest post i've had in a long time. too bad it's scattered and random and probably no one will read all of it. i don't blame you. who really cares, right? long, rambling post.

i think i'm making it for me anyway. really.

let's be honest: this summer won't be like the others. and we shouldn't expect it to be so. but let's make it the best if at all possible. things don't last long enough to worry about the small shit.

I miss too many people. and at the same time, i don't. probably because i know they don't think the same about me.

didn't i say stop with the whiney, pouty stuff? geeze

i just made a new pictures

I hope you all are doing well. Seriously. sounds cheezy, i know, but i mean it. even if i don't talk to you, or you hate my guts, whatever. i don't wish any ill will.

"maybe we can be friends again. i tried. but the timing wasn't right. maybe we can work it out."
damn "insert" button was screwijng with me.

Damien must like me tonight. the shuffle put him on again to sing "delicate" to me.
"We might live like never before. There's nothing to give...then how can we ask for more. The look on your face is delicate."

Katie, I'm sure you probably don't read this, but I really hope things are going ok with you. I still think of you, and hope that things are getting better.

Kirby, you've been so sweet to me. I can't thank you enough. Really. I hope we can go camping together
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there are so many nice people...and I can't wait to see them. like kristin. yale. i got to see ian-awesome. dougie. many more people...but i can't list all the names.

don't forget that mother's day is this sunday. so call your mom.

i think i shoudl wrap this up. you're all sick of this by now, especially if you're still reading.

call me, if you want to see me, or just say hi. Ryan says "can i be yours tonight"

Easy Heart

you cats be good
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