I've been wasting all my time... with the devil in the details....
-Placebo.
Facebook suggests Jeannette M. Kiser as a friend.
Facebook suggests Heather as a friend....
Facebook suggests Angeline as a friend....
and yet the british girl blew me off.
Don't know how I fucked that up.
I sent her two messages... got a cryptic response and that's the last I heard.
So it's been a bit of a train ride in my head.
Work is stressful right now.
It's so weird not having Russ to call about work.
so I go back to the retreat of my own mind.
I was driving away from a job today thinking.
I wish people wouldn't think of me and think of computers.
I've spent so much time pouring myself into my skating,
and... it doesn't matter if someone knows you can fix their computer.
Can you dial up a friend and say.. "Hey Rick, I heard you knew how to just match people up perfectly and put life the way it needs to be.. Mind taking care of that tonight?"
I'm a bit bitter and jaded these days and I really can't put a finger on it.
I moved again.
I was living with Tyler, but Tyler couldn't respect my ONE rule that I didn't want to have
Adam in my home. So I gave him one strike. The second time it happened... I moved out.
I live at Eli's house with Erik and Mike.
It's working pretty well.
The other night Mike had his friend Batty over, and Batty brought a girl over named Pip.
Well... Pip and I hit it off pretty well, and I am pretty sure that Batty liked her too.
We ended up closing the neurolux, and everyone headed back to my house. We were all up till 5 am in the morning. She ended up crashing on the floor next to me.
I felt like a million bucks.
Next day she text me a few times and that was it.
I'm just crushed because she seemed to really like me for the nerdy me.
I guess I want to say that it's best to not let them (women) have their way with me.
Fuck.
I wanted that one for me... whether is was for a night, or for a day.
I've stared at my fucking phone for two days.
Fearing that if I text her... I'll come off as pursuing...
so I got bored writing and text her.
Fuck it.
One last flare into the night.
Black text... white background..
-Bring some sleep to this night.
Facebook suggests Jeannette M. Kiser as a friend.
Facebook suggests Heather as a friend....
Facebook suggests Angeline as a friend....
and yet the british girl blew me off.
Don't know how I fucked that up.
I sent her two messages... got a cryptic response and that's the last I heard.
So it's been a bit of a train ride in my head.
Work is stressful right now.
It's so weird not having Russ to call about work.
so I go back to the retreat of my own mind.
I was driving away from a job today thinking.
I wish people wouldn't think of me and think of computers.
I've spent so much time pouring myself into my skating,
and... it doesn't matter if someone knows you can fix their computer.
Can you dial up a friend and say.. "Hey Rick, I heard you knew how to just match people up perfectly and put life the way it needs to be.. Mind taking care of that tonight?"
I'm a bit bitter and jaded these days and I really can't put a finger on it.
I moved again.
I was living with Tyler, but Tyler couldn't respect my ONE rule that I didn't want to have
Adam in my home. So I gave him one strike. The second time it happened... I moved out.
I live at Eli's house with Erik and Mike.
It's working pretty well.
The other night Mike had his friend Batty over, and Batty brought a girl over named Pip.
Well... Pip and I hit it off pretty well, and I am pretty sure that Batty liked her too.
We ended up closing the neurolux, and everyone headed back to my house. We were all up till 5 am in the morning. She ended up crashing on the floor next to me.
I felt like a million bucks.
Next day she text me a few times and that was it.
I'm just crushed because she seemed to really like me for the nerdy me.
I guess I want to say that it's best to not let them (women) have their way with me.
Fuck.
I wanted that one for me... whether is was for a night, or for a day.
I've stared at my fucking phone for two days.
Fearing that if I text her... I'll come off as pursuing...
so I got bored writing and text her.
Fuck it.
One last flare into the night.
Black text... white background..
-Bring some sleep to this night.