| I'm sitting by the window of your 32nd floor apartment, waiting for you phonecalls all to end. I'm sitting watching wind blow, watching time go, watching cars go by. I'm waiting for these memoreis to begin. If I threw my guitar out the window so far down would I start to regret it or would I smile and watch it slowly fall? |
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| Tuesday, May 7, 2002 | ||||||
| There are no words to describe how much I love Cake, the band. Given the choice of never hearing Cake ever again or never seeing my friends ever again, I would need to sleep on that. I don't know why Julia wants me to update. We hung out. She knows what's up. When I met Robby, I never thought I would end up peeing next to him. Shopping today. Soon I will be wearing my paycheck. Go see office space. It's a funny movie, and there's an old Buffy character in it, so there's reason for Abbey. I think I am going to see Spiderman tomorrow with Visa and Randy. I told Randy that there are no two people I'd rather see it with, and they were going to see it yesterday without me but they waited! I'm so happy. I just hope they can either wait another day or cough up the extra three bucks that it will cost tonight. Either way, I hear that movie's good. I have not much more to say except that I have to get dressed. I can't find my green pants. PANTS! |
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