It's like 12:12. I wonder why people never created little diddlies for every hour and minute exchange. 11:11..make a wish. make it a good Taking Back Sunday song. But what about 10:10.nothin. it gets the jip.

I have officially decided that I like the weekdays more than the weekend. I know thats silly, but I assure you all I have a good reason.

Yesterday I went to go to Guy's house, and we nerded it up. It was fun. I mean, I think it's been in my life off and on since I was in middle school, and when it wasn't there I missed it. It's also a chance to hang out with some good friends. I really don't think people get together enough, and when they do its to do some trivial stuff or be somewhere just to have some filler people around. You know why 80's teen/early 20's movies are awesome? Because that stuff doesn't happen anymore. Kinda wish it did.

So I go through spurts of really missing you. But I know its not your fault , so I am not like going to say it that much. It echoes my walls and pushes through my thoughts and reverberates through my heart, to the point where just saying it is so redundant unless its backed up by immense action, like saying screw it and driving until I see nowhere but the depths of your shirt while we're embracing. I want more, and i think your voice is going to drive me nuts soon. It's sweet but intelligent. It's witty but insightfu. I want to hear you talking all day, every day. It's like a sweet sin that I keep indulging, knowing with each admission everyone elses voice and everyone elses thoughts become just a little more mundane.


I've picked it back up at the gym. It feels good. No, scratch that, it feels great. It's such a good release and when you have all day to kill it's even better. I almost have all of that simon confidence back that I once had. It's fantastic. Now i just need a couple things. money. and..well what I want.

(completely bareboned and crazy for you)


so I was thinking of taking up some crazy hobby, I don't know what it would be. Obviously my priority right now is to get some contracts going and save but there's gotta be some nuts shit to do when I have free time. I dunno. more on this as it comes to my mind


I have such a vivid memory. I was telling someone about this last night. I still remember the last time I've talked with anyone significant in my life. I still remember the words that were said and the actions that were taken and how it broke down afterwards. And I have to say..its a curse. I still have dreams where I am reliving it, and I completely remember that its the last time im talking to the person and I start ranting and raving to them every little thing I ever wanted to say..but it's never enough time. And I wake up and I'm upset and I think to myself I never want to 'never speak' to anyone significant in my life again...I guess that's an unrealistic dream but ...I just hate it. I don't want to do it anymore. I want friends, I want someone that I can just be with. I want you. Because right now the thought of losing what I have is so upsetting.

I love being barefoot.. It's quite the trip. I think I could probably go the whole summer barefoot if it wasn't for the whole bare feet in public thing can be quite a downer. But hey who knows what laws will occur!