Tick Talk Sidewalk
With your white top
In the coffee shop
I sit and watch you
Tick
Tick
Talk
I cannot speak only stare
At your eyes
Those thighs
Your hair
The time is going faster
Tick, tock
You walk
Out of my view
Thinking of you
As you pass me on the
Sidewalk

You don't know me ( Read more... )

And my roommate walked out of the apartment ( Read more... )

I am not here as much because most of my time is spent on myspace
so you can see my blogs there:
http://profiles.myspace.com/users/8657963

Well i'm packing my crap to leave California. Not a fun task. why is it that i own so much stuff but i don't have a damn thing.?!?!

I took a survey/quiz/questionairre/silly test
There is some truth to my definition behind my angst.
and it's very fitting since i hate black licorice.

Thanks to FairyGirl for having this superb boredom killer linked on her website. It gave me something to do while PogoGames was down

My angst tastes like...

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There is you
and there is me.
but please make no mistake
there is no "us"
nor is there a "we"
there is only you
and there is only me
and that will never
be an us.

Best Laid Plans ( Read more... )

I find myself going to many of the places where we used to go together ( Read more... )

Just ate at the cheesecake factory. Which always makes me laugh and think of the King Missile song "Cheesecake Truck". Very nice food, excellent drinks, sexy waitress, and a nice 100$ bill to boot. WOW.
glad i wasn't paying for that one. Ate at the one on Fasion Island in Newport Beach area.
Fun times.