Saturday, May 24, 2003

i guess i see it as a pathetic attempt to escape reality.

Tuesday, May 20, 2003

HOUSTON'S BIRTHDAY


i know that i am always over reacting.

are you in?

i'm going to leave my blinds open at night for as long as i possibly can. even though it is dark, the water is beatiful and so are the porch lights' rippling image that are reflected on the usually brown pond. in august when everyone moves in, i won't be alone and so i'll have to hide myself. (i'm seeing the purple and yellow spots)

"when she woke in the morning... she knew that her life had passed her by. and she called out a warning... don't ever let life pass you by"
-warning, incubus.

rogers. elizabeth. linzey. LINZEY. (i'm going to go ahead and do this now)

Tuesday, May 13, 2003

have i told you about all the men i see in the dumpster outside my apartment?

Wednesday, May 07, 2003

i really can't take the credit for finding this. i found it on this guy's website.

"But don't tell us this was a triumph in the war on terror, Mr. President. Don't tell us the defeat of a secular dictator has turned the tide against a gang of religious fanatics. And don't talk about patience. You inserted a battle that could have waited into a war that couldn't, precisely because you lacked—or thought we lacked—patience for the slow, diffuse, half-invisible struggle against the people who hit us on Sept. 11. You wanted a quick, clear victory, and you got it. But don't flatter yourself. You haven't changed the world in 19 months. You've only changed the subject."

Saturday, May 03, 2003



after i find things like this in my apron i realize that people give be bang ass tips because i've accidently given them free sushi.

p.s. please don't tell on me
up by 7 and cleaning by 9. it must be some sort of alternate universe in which we are living. it was my first time to see the bottom to my sink since before spring break or something. oh, and i founnd car hair too this time, and the fruit flies are back.. but i am evicting them today.
i scrounged around my room for my brassiere. i have multiple piles of clothes all over my room and they were all subject to search. i finally found it in my underwear drawer, right where it belonged. i was going to make a journey to somewhere because i'm dying of thirst and there are a few necessities from wal mart i thought about buying.

black leather string
chess board

it was going to be a day of layin gout by the pool and then retiring at 3 or so to head into work, just like every other day, and just like everybody else. then it thundered. i had my shorts on now and wanted to see how the weather looked compared to how it sounded. it was sprinking, and my car was gone.

it is 9 in the morning and i have nothing to drink and no car to take me to get something to drink. it's going to be a long day.
i've been awake for at least an hour now. i randomly woke up shortly after six, and these days when i do that, i roll over and go right back to sleep, but i guess today i had too much to think about to be able to go back to sleep.