09/30/2000...
(Barely)
I feel like talking a bit like Death from the Discworld books. I don't
know why, I just do. A lot has happened in the last few days that I really
don't think I should put up here, out of respect for the people involved.
Suffice it to say that Bill was finally proven right and I actually found
the girl that convinced me to drink. There is so much I want to say to
her, and yet for some reason I can't, I guess I just wish I knew how she
felt before I risked this much you know?
Well that's enough of that. I don't like talking
like Death for that long. Especially about a beautiful wonderful sweet
lovable woman who makes me feel so good that I'm pretty sure I can fly.
I have to think of something to do with her next weekend for the few short
hours I will be able to be with her, so if you have any ideas drop me a
line at [email protected] any
advice would be greatly appreciated since I promised that I would be decisive
this time around. Not much else to say, I had a great time on my trip and
can't wait to see her again, hell even her roomate wasn't that bad once
she got alcohol in her. Good night all and try to be good to each other.
And to the girl who I am writing this about, yes, I always do tell you
the truth, and yes, I do feel that you more than anyone else deserve someone
like me, I just wish I was him.