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Jan 23, 2005 03:07

Fuck.

Fuck, man.

Comes to something when a guy can't even walk down his street without bursting into song hearin' perps and shit burst into song.

I actually sang a guy his rights this morning. Fucking sang! ME. No shit.

Collin keeps askin' me if this is normal behaviour for Sunnydale and-- Well, hell if I know. Fact is that fuckin' bunny probably has something to do with it. Little beady eyed bastard.

I went to see Mikka this morning, had scheduled our little 'talk' about Collin around the fact that we've both been working our asses off this week and... She wasn't there. Something's off about it. I can't put my finger on it, it's just weird is all. I haven't seen her in almost a week and now she disappears? Mikka's a grown woman, can pretty much teleport anywhere she damn pleases but for her not to call? I dunno, man.

Collin offered to not attend the Winter Formal, said I was 'freaking' and that he should be with me. Hah. Sure. With my tendency to burst into song these days? I think not. Plus, I'm probably no good to nobody right now. Somethin' like this kinda forces you to question just what the hell it is you feel for someone and--

*bursts into song as cheesy showbiz music starts up*

Well, I'm not much of a talker
Turned out I could've been a stalker
Followed my ex down to the 'Dale...

Seems I lasted the apocalypse
To hand my neph' a box of quips
'bout a bunny with red eyes and blue tail

Now it turns out my life is incomplete
And my tunefulness is all offbeat
My girlfriend has up and disappeared

And while my life is going wrong
I sit and try to be so strong
And don't try to admit just what I feared

That Mikka isn't coming back
And Collin is really SO on crack--

Fuck, man! Fuck. *kicks things* Someone needs to curb this shit and now, damnit.
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