May 31, 2005 05:43
So. Today is here. What do you have for me, day?
Today. It finally happens. Today, unless some amazingly unforseen thing happens, I will be released from my debts forever. From here on in, life is in the black, not the red.
I'm freaking out about this girl thing. Not about wanting to meet up with her, oh no not that, its the fact that i'll give the letter this arvo, and cops will be on my doorstep in the morning, arresting me for being a 'sexual predator'. meh. I HAVE to.
'Destroying lines, crumpling paper. Imagery so simple yet so destructive. How i wish i could make my hate the ink of this pen, so i could let it out and throw the paper away.'
-me
Meh. I'm off to bag potting mix at Yates. Yes, I package designer dirt for sale. Mr. Yates is a genius. Could YOU convince people to BUY DIRT?