| I ignore xanga for a good four months and what happens? I come back and everything is all new and different and strange.
Well, I need to get a winter job stat. Damn this seasonal work. I also need to figure out why I'm really unhappy and redo my W4 so I don't owe taxes again this year. Ballox.
TRY. |
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| I once entertained the thought that I was thought provoking. Worth the extra effort. Maybe I'm just getting old again. I keep forgetting about the space-time continuum. There is some math in this equation and I keep coming up with twelve years. What would someone with money and fame and resources be doing conversing with me? Oh, yes, he is a conquistador and I am the indigenous culture about to be raped. I must look like a freshly cut strip steak.
I'm just mad because I was fooling myself. |
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| Seeing as Page is the only person that ever reads my blog, I miss you like I miss walking to school in the morning. And that's a whole bunch.
Call me soon. |
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| My birthday was yesterday. It was flawless. August is my new beginning.
I'm being taken somewhere, and I think it's going to be good.
Lets dance with the ghosts of our former selves, I know I could always shake it loose. |
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| That's what its all about lately, what is easy?
Easy gets ugly real fast.
But when you're lazy, that's what happens.
Come a little bit closer.
I'll tell you a little secret.
The whole of everything is simple.
Simple.
The slimmer I get, the bigger of a person I become.
Some things just work out.
[thanks for letting me be the bigger one] |
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