What can I say? I love the retard.

[sublimerucca]

So ya, I talked to the one person that can always bring happiness and sadness to my life last night. We talked for a really long time about everything I was feeling and where everything is going, and now I'm happy to say that I feel no ill will toward the lack of labels. It was just something he said that really made it all better; it made me realize that I was just looking too far ahead into this and that he has the right idea. I know this will probably make Amanda mad, what with our entire conversation last night, but what can I say? I love the retard. (Mallrats is the greatest movie ever).

So now I'm finally content. It's so great not being angry or depressed and just being...zen. w00t. I like feeling this way so much; ya know, not happy but not bad either. Well I'm going to go read my new books and get ready for work.

Cheerio, my brothers. I hope to viddy you real horrorshow.

The Eels:
Hate a lot of things
But I love a few things
And you are one of them.

And The Beatles:
Who knows how long I've loved you,
You know I love you still,
Will I wait a lonely lifetime,
If you want me to I will.

For if I ever saw you,
I didn't catch your name,
But it never really mattered,
I will always feel the same.

Love you forever and forever,
Love you with all my heart;
Love you whenever we're together,
Love you when we're apart.

And when at last I find you,
Your song will fill the air,
Sing it loud so I can hear you,
Make it easy to be near you,
For the things you do endear you to me,
oh, you know I will.