yeah, so, today was aiiight.  had play practice at two, i managed to show up around five minutes late, and then the door was locked.  so, i hung out for an hour, walked to the mac machine, found i had a little money, bought a soda and a sandwich, walked back over to the school, drove around, waiting for three, when fallon was supposed to show up.  eventually, amber opened the door, and i hopped inside quick, with fallon, who'd just arrived.  practice was long and i felt extremely tired, for whatever reason.

afterwards, called michelle, we were running to the tux place.  amber was on aim, and said she was going to the mall with wendi, michelle's sister, for those of you uninitiated.  anyway, i made rough plans to meet them at the mall, then headed over to shady maple.  michelle got off at eight, we left directly in her car, since she had gas and a cd player.  talking with more is fun again, and i regret not being as close with her in 9-11 grade as i am now.  oldest friend i've got.  we picked out a straight up black tux, and also got the one i'll wear for the fashion show.  have yet to get that out of the packing, come to think of it.

anyway, from there, we got a message on her cell phone from amber, stopped in the mall, decided to head over to the lyndon diner.  got dinner, i ate meat for the second time during the way.  why do i even call myself a vegetarian anymore?  i don't, now that i mention it.  oh well.  talked a while about prom, the genetalia of jesus and greek gods in ancient architecture, the show, pins and needles, and the like.  twas a good time.  amber made the announcement that in her haste to pick up shoes for prom, she forgot to get hair dye.  so, from the diner, we headed for wal-mart.

sped over to ephrata, the store is huge and i'm barely ever there.  amber felt sick, so she grabbed her dye and left.  i had no money, like five dollars, and decided to see what the coolest stuff was i could buy.  found two nice pairs of sandals, one of which were ladies.  they were only 1.97 and 3.88, so i bought them, as well as a cool martini glass which i plan to use constantly at school and home.  stopped and talked to tiff hassis for a while inside, she and wendi babbled about cheerleading, which was sorta boring for me.  i made jokes aplenty on the side which no one seemed to notice, tiff bought her dad coffee for easter, and wendi got a pair of sandals too.  from there, we rolled on out, but on the way across the parking lot, i'm flat out assaulted from behind by some crazed stalker woman, who seem to follow me around wherever i go.  it's june witmer, lindsay's aunt.  we talked for a while, asked her if we could get into screenings at the ephrata main for free, but they're not showing death to smoocy or panic room, so i skipped out.  we drove home then, listening to live violent femmes.

following that exciting night painting the town red, i came home at about one, drank sprite from my martini glass, ate a baked potato left over from the diner, read forty or so pages of salinger, and then tried to sleep.  after eight minutes, i decided to just stay up a little while longer and write in here.  no one's on line, i'm all alone.  cold.  tired.  lonely, as usual.  i wish i could have people around me at all times, people i actually like.  i got to spend time with three people i legitimately like (and care about) tonight.  also, speaking of people i like...

reading fallon's site right now, at three in the morning, i wish i could hug her.  call me, fal, if you need to talk.  i don't know what you're dealing with right now, but i do know completely how you feel.  if you need anything, blah blah blah, i care, blah blah.  i know you probably don't want to talk to anyone, but you're special to me.  i love ya, and would miss you if anything were to happen to you.  chin up.  or don't.  i always hate when people tell me to "cheer up!  things could always be worse."  hell, be pissed off, it it gets you through.  but, when you're done being pissed, call me if you want.  i'll be here.

i've had the sudden urge to kiss several of my friends lately.  don't ask me why.  i'm sitting there, talking to them like usual, and all of the sudden, bam.  i just wanna reach out, grab them, and kiss them on the lips.  not like make out with them, shove my tongue down their throats, just kiss them.  i wonder why.  i guess i just need human touch right now, or something.  or something.

anyone ever feel the inclination to do that to me?  i doubt it, but, if you do, you've got my permission.  i could use a kiss.

or a hug.

or a handshake...

i'm pathetic.

amber announed at dinner that she wanted to start a site, but felt she'd be copying me if she did so.  i said, "the hell with that.  make one."  i like reading people's thoughts.  maybe she'll put one up.   that'd be fun.

notes and news:

amber, i hope you feel better.

fallon, i hope you feel better.

michelle, i hope you got home safely.

wendi, i'll pay you back the five bucks (i wonder if she's ever even read this thing...).

speaking of which, i gave the site addy to avairy stouch, told her to read it sometime.  i don't know if she ever did.  ave, if you did, sign the guestbook, lady.  and give shane the link.

i've gotta be up at 11:30 tomorrow for work, eight and a half hours from now.  i'm tired, sorta.  bedtime, or just lying around, rolling in bed.  ok.  late late.