there is no reason not to make this public.. so, here you go friends and strangers.
Shannon's sleeping, I'm waiting for a phone call from Jeremy to hang out, and I ran out of places to go on the internet. Possible? Yes. Like actual locales, I don't have many places I go.
Thought I'd write a little instead
Today I met a hipster who looked just like you
He had your smile and wave, but his eyes weren't as blue
I took him to the coffee shop where I like to sit
But all he did was talk about boring shit
And while we talked I looked at his round face
Wishing it was you taking up that space
If I squinted just right, I could imagine that
And there were you, sitting right where he had sat
It's sad the lengths I'll go to just to see your smile
Like hanging out with hipsters who get boring after awhile
I told him I had to go and gave you a call
There is only one you after all
Well, that was kind of dumb... I'll appreciate my gift of thinking of basic words that rhyme with other basic words and pray that one day it will be used effectively.
Today was so so. I went shopping with Shannon at Beacon's Closet... this infamously hip place where all the hip people go. Yes, News Flash, I am now hip.
There was a girl there who was telling a story about the time she went to a place like Beacon's where they buy back your clothes, if they're cool enough, and how her clothes didn't make the cut. So, she went home and took all her good clothes that she wanted to keep and they bought those. She did it just to be accepted by these hip people.
What a fucking lame thing to do.. she needs a hug... and to be informed about donation bins for people who really need cheap clothes and don't care if they are now cool.
I haven't been able to eat since yesterday's lunch. Steady diet of soda and cigarettes, how attractive. I tell people all the time that there is a Health Fanatic deep inside of me because I certainly don't eat well or exercise nearly as much as I should. I think, instead, I have bursts of healthy obsessions. Every four or five months I exercise regularly for two weeks and every two months I start eating very well. Just like I'll smoke for four or five months and then wake up one day and quit for two months for no reason. My life is cyclical like that. Cyclical is a great word.
Ok, so yea, shopping. Got this little number
Can't wait for spring.
Came home and sat around on the computer. One hand typing and the other pulling Flat Bunny, Mia's new toy. It looks like roadkill, but it's good that it doesn't have any stuffing in it because she'd eat that. Like how she ate some of Shannon's antique dresser today, my charger, toilet paper, and a pen.
Work is going okay. We have a resident now who has a terrible reputation, but he hasn't tried too much shit with me yet. I'm only doing night shifts now which is better than doing two day shifts back to back. This week I'm doing three night shifts in a row so I can have the weekend free. Better write now before I become an unintelligble zombie. I like to drink Rockstar energy drinks at work and really wish they would change their names so I don't have to say "Rockstar" and have it be in any association with me.
ok, sweet! wasted the time and jeremy is coming over.
peace.
Thought I'd write a little instead
Today I met a hipster who looked just like you
He had your smile and wave, but his eyes weren't as blue
I took him to the coffee shop where I like to sit
But all he did was talk about boring shit
And while we talked I looked at his round face
Wishing it was you taking up that space
If I squinted just right, I could imagine that
And there were you, sitting right where he had sat
It's sad the lengths I'll go to just to see your smile
Like hanging out with hipsters who get boring after awhile
I told him I had to go and gave you a call
There is only one you after all
Well, that was kind of dumb... I'll appreciate my gift of thinking of basic words that rhyme with other basic words and pray that one day it will be used effectively.
Today was so so. I went shopping with Shannon at Beacon's Closet... this infamously hip place where all the hip people go. Yes, News Flash, I am now hip.
There was a girl there who was telling a story about the time she went to a place like Beacon's where they buy back your clothes, if they're cool enough, and how her clothes didn't make the cut. So, she went home and took all her good clothes that she wanted to keep and they bought those. She did it just to be accepted by these hip people.
What a fucking lame thing to do.. she needs a hug... and to be informed about donation bins for people who really need cheap clothes and don't care if they are now cool.
I haven't been able to eat since yesterday's lunch. Steady diet of soda and cigarettes, how attractive. I tell people all the time that there is a Health Fanatic deep inside of me because I certainly don't eat well or exercise nearly as much as I should. I think, instead, I have bursts of healthy obsessions. Every four or five months I exercise regularly for two weeks and every two months I start eating very well. Just like I'll smoke for four or five months and then wake up one day and quit for two months for no reason. My life is cyclical like that. Cyclical is a great word.
Ok, so yea, shopping. Got this little number
Can't wait for spring.
Came home and sat around on the computer. One hand typing and the other pulling Flat Bunny, Mia's new toy. It looks like roadkill, but it's good that it doesn't have any stuffing in it because she'd eat that. Like how she ate some of Shannon's antique dresser today, my charger, toilet paper, and a pen.
Work is going okay. We have a resident now who has a terrible reputation, but he hasn't tried too much shit with me yet. I'm only doing night shifts now which is better than doing two day shifts back to back. This week I'm doing three night shifts in a row so I can have the weekend free. Better write now before I become an unintelligble zombie. I like to drink Rockstar energy drinks at work and really wish they would change their names so I don't have to say "Rockstar" and have it be in any association with me.
ok, sweet! wasted the time and jeremy is coming over.
peace.