04/17/2001
It's dark
in here... hold on a sex...
There.
Woah, was that a typo or a freudian slip?
Alright,
what to write what to write... if my FTP server goes back up, there will
be new pics tonight, at least two, not sure about the rest, these were
taken the night before my grandmother passed, so no, they aren't in the
fresh clothing. I'm still all cute and shit...
Kim,
some weekend when you're a little free I'll come up, and we can chill at
my old house and watch movies that I haven't seen in years. That would
be fresh, and we could spend all night letting you vent about your problems,
then eat something and go to bed. That would be soooo crescent fresh.
Lin,
you damned well better sign the guestbook when you get back, and if you
think I ain't calling you Wednesday night you got another thing coming.
I wanna hear ALL about this. You ain't getting away, besides, it's almost
our aniversary...
Becky,
what's up girl? I want you to know that I think about you a lot, and times
when I'm really down I think of how much better I'd be if I were back with
you, but then reality sinks in, and I realize that right now, that wouldn't
be cool. I really wanna be your friend, and I still wanna come down there
some time so we can light that town of yours up, and show the world what
the hell we're made of. That or you could come up here, and we could do
some crazy shit at OOB. Right now I really need to blow off some steam
and get crazy, and it would be very crescent fresh to do it with you.
I
know that was short, but I just wanted to address the women in my life
that I've been thinking about most, that and Kim keeps bitching at me to
update, so here it is! Sign the damned book, I don't care if you have a
thought on this or not, if you read this, sign it. I don't care if you
just signed 10 minutes ago, and I just posted this new rant, sign it.
SIGN
IT!