Savor it.


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This journal is FRIENDS ONLY, fuckers.

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Tim has an eye infection. He can't wear his contacts and the dog ate his glasses three months ago. I felt so bad for him this morning that I made him french toast. We've been watching Wimbelton on the TV (chalk it up to having no cable). I remembered I still have two nice rackets and a can of balls from jr. high. There is a court in the park close ( Read more... )

Sometimes someone else's words can capture how you feel so well it breaks your heart to hear them--

I heard the other day
That she went and gone away
She was always sort of out of step
She couldn't ever be
Something that you couldn't see
She was always there right in your face

...I just need to blow off steam ( Read more... )

I'm drinking a cranberry vodka tonic, and its quite good.

I lightened my hair up a bit this morning.

Aimee called me during her drive to Dallas. Congrats to her. I wish I could teleport her to Lubbock right now. I think shed like the drink I made.

I fooled around with my journal a bit. Now its dark and almost as creepy as I am. Yay ( Read more... )

Tim swam in his relay team agian this year, and he beat his usual time getting in right under 30 minutes. He smelled like brackish lake water when he got home. A scent I will always treasure ( Read more... )

I've decided to take my journal in a new direction. I'll probably change the layout, whatever. Anyways, I think content is more important than style, and lately any content has been few and far between and completely uninspiring anyways ( Read more... )