yesterday I realized that I'm doing the right thing by quitting my job.
my boss thinks child abuse and beating kids with a wooden spoon is funny.
having a mother who is a social worker kind of killed his humor.

sometimes I feel like I really miss her.

I can't wait until she's done with school.

I had a weird dream last night that made me feel conceited.
The bad guys thought I was some almighty trophy.
They shot my friend Chelsea and she died.
I woke up not too happy with my subconscious.

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charlie: oh, alex. we blow
myself: we blow hard.
charlie: like, gale force wind hard

I think April should have come after February
so that everyone would know that Valentines
was just a big practical joke.

Alone as I sit and watch the trees won't you tell me if
I scream will they bend down and listen to me
and it makes me wonder if I know the words
will you come or will you laugh at me

( or will i run... )

so this weekend pretty much mauled me.

it consisted of at least 16 hours of work.  inbetween all of that lovelieness would be the first day of jumpstrech,  which may I say is a very good workout,  and an indoor soccer game.  Oh I almost forgot about the running around my mother and I partook in on Sunday.  She fed me so I was pretty okay with it.  ( Read more... )