Nov 14, 2007 20:01
about anything anymore.
let's get food when you get out of work.
i've been out of work for 5 hours.
still no food.
and nicole says she misses me.
i don't know on what level she misses me.
she said
"i miss you poopy"
yea its cute. but what the fuck.
i don't know what to do anymore.
i feel like there are 89157367 little electronic trains going around tracks in my head. all sitting on an old carpet soaked in gas. some of the trains are on the same tracks. some are not. and they're all going in different directions.
i'm waiting for them to collide, make sparks, and burn down the house.