weddings.
well, on december twelfth sally and i decided to go ahead and get committed... to one another. people came from far and wide, and below the bridge there were scumfucks with insults in tow. three bands of india ink later and she has left for guatemala. it's kind of scary not having her here, we're so used to snugglin up and crafting, talking. it'll be fine, but i definitely miss her a whole bunch.
lindsay comes tomorrow. that's the best thing i could ask for, really.
yesterday we went to a mansion in the foothills and people pretended they were in a music video, apparently. or at least that's how it felt to me. maybe it's just the alcohol in a hot tub thing. i realized that i'm not so in to sitting around and hanging out. i felt all anxious. maybe i'm tired of being the only sober kid all the time. could be, all though i don't feel resentment toward people or anything. sometimes it just doesn't feel very safe.
the preacher
the converted
the married
robert e lee in a hot tub
koji
...
wheres the bear
lindsay comes tomorrow. that's the best thing i could ask for, really.
yesterday we went to a mansion in the foothills and people pretended they were in a music video, apparently. or at least that's how it felt to me. maybe it's just the alcohol in a hot tub thing. i realized that i'm not so in to sitting around and hanging out. i felt all anxious. maybe i'm tired of being the only sober kid all the time. could be, all though i don't feel resentment toward people or anything. sometimes it just doesn't feel very safe.
the preacher
the converted
the married
robert e lee in a hot tub
koji
...
wheres the bear