i walk into my apartment after work

and it smells like a hotel room. i don't know why.

weird.

wow, 7:39 on a saturday and i'm going to bed.

i feel special.

fucking early morning work. at least the store's set up. i do believe i like my job immensely. except for the i'm dead tired part.

on a side note, i need to go buy a few more gallons of chocolate milk at kroger before it goes off sale. i forgot how much i like that stuff.

and i just had the most amazing dream.

i woke up crushed, knowing that that was all it was.

today will be a beautiful day. and i have a half-gallon of chocolate milk.

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i remeber a time when things were just a bit simpler.

less drama, less lies. i remember everything being straight-up and in-your-face.

yeah, those were the days.

and as of late, i think i'm starting to get them back.

and as an unrelated note, i got a surprise visit from an old friend today. way awesome. it's been too long.

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a broken heart in my hands.

i've never felt this resposible. i've never felt this heartache before. for what it's worth , i'm sorry and i promise i'll never let you down if you need anything. i'm so sorry.

i don't want to know where you are at this hour.

who you're with. what you're doing.

just know that i'm alone. and this is the defiinition of hell.

shit.

i think a skunk just walked by my window. perfect ending to a perfect fucking evening.

order me around one more time and i'll hit the fucking road. goodbye.

EDIT> i just had the awesomest phone conversation with an ollllllllld friend. very uplifting. thanks bud.

on this wonderful, horrible morning.

my coffeemaker took a shit
and i'm late for class.

great start to the day.

best night EVER.

happy birthday kris.

every fucking tuesday from here on out? team std, bia.