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Picture of my foot in the Withlacoochee River by Stumpknocker's on 200. First date with Karen, we had a picnic right on the river. Still one of the best days of my life.
i don't want to write today but i haven't done it in a while so i figure maybe if i start i'll just keep going. so there's my first sentence, we'll see how it goes. today i'm cleaning the house or at least that's the plan. i'm downloading a bunch of old CDs onto my itunes so i can put the CDs away and start putting everything in my room where it's supposed to be. i think maybe a clean room will help to clear my mind.
a couple friends are supposed to come over in a while to help me clean the house, and all i can think of is that i just want to be alone. i'm tired even though i've slept. granted i just woke up, so i probably just need coffee. i wish i didn't have to talk to people, but it would probably be good for me to get out of my head.
mark isn't texting me back and i don't know what i did wrong. we had a brief "thing," or whatever you want to call it. he has a girlfriend now that he likes to call baby like he called me, and she's a much better skater than i am. he spent a lot of time with her on the skate floor, dancing backwards and holding each other and all that great stuff. i wish i didn't feel bitter about it, and for the most part i'm happy for him but i just wish i could talk to him. maybe it's painful for him to talk to him because i hurt him, like what happened with karen. i know the two situations are on completely different planes, but it still feels the same.
my attention span has expired for now so i'll write more later.
i don't want to write today but i haven't done it in a while so i figure maybe if i start i'll just keep going. so there's my first sentence, we'll see how it goes. today i'm cleaning the house or at least that's the plan. i'm downloading a bunch of old CDs onto my itunes so i can put the CDs away and start putting everything in my room where it's supposed to be. i think maybe a clean room will help to clear my mind.
a couple friends are supposed to come over in a while to help me clean the house, and all i can think of is that i just want to be alone. i'm tired even though i've slept. granted i just woke up, so i probably just need coffee. i wish i didn't have to talk to people, but it would probably be good for me to get out of my head.
mark isn't texting me back and i don't know what i did wrong. we had a brief "thing," or whatever you want to call it. he has a girlfriend now that he likes to call baby like he called me, and she's a much better skater than i am. he spent a lot of time with her on the skate floor, dancing backwards and holding each other and all that great stuff. i wish i didn't feel bitter about it, and for the most part i'm happy for him but i just wish i could talk to him. maybe it's painful for him to talk to him because i hurt him, like what happened with karen. i know the two situations are on completely different planes, but it still feels the same.
my attention span has expired for now so i'll write more later.