white comforters and pretty girls in the early morning light. it almost makes waking up worth while.

the machine is now set in motion for quiting qforce. i wish i could just stop showing up, but i feel a responsibility, so i am going to keep acting as president until new leadership is there ( Read more... )

i wanted to pick up a pack of cigarettes and maybe a soda. i hadn't decided that by the time i left. instead i picked up ruth on the corner of harrison and state. her blood shot eyes twitched and begged for help ( Read more... )

it looks like i won't have a phone for awhile. perfect time to hermit.

i am crawling into a hole because the bullshit is just sickening. i don't even want to be a part of qforce anymore.

there is a hole with a pen and a notepad and no thoughts of girls or backstabbing or trash talk.

meh, not what i wanted. but it works.

i really like this girl.

and i am super nervous.

this is why i try not to feel like this.

it makes me all panicky.

i cannot tell if this weekend was a disaster or a success. i know it turned out well for me, but i think i went about it in the wrong way.

i really wasn't trying to piss anyone off.

in my head it really wasn't about anything but her.

i had a nightmare that heavily involved livejournal, myspace, aim, and texting.

it was creepy, needless to say i woke up sweating.

i'm really not slutty. people can say what they want to say.

as matt said: "i got her number, how 'bout them apples"

don't talk shit, and don't think you have any idea who i am, or what i fuck.

jewish girls in my bed are really cute.