~ I went to Skinny's last night. I was really craving a fountain soda, so I ran in the store real quick when I discovered something I had yet to see. I know this has probably been around for a while, but I had yet to see it (been a while since a fountain drink I guess)... but they have these flavor blasters now. These------buttons you push to amp whatever drink you are getting with vanilla, cherry, or other stuff. I am in love man. The cherry coke I had was out of this world. Well done sir.
~ So, you all remember the hooters girl who beat me so badly during the playoffs right? Well, we are now facebook friends. I think that is a solid step somewhere. She is cute guys, I am not lying. I think I am going to have to approach this like you would a stray cat though... really patient, really slow, really---this will be the topic of more things to come. I guess I should hide my blog link from her on my profile, just in case she gets snoop-stalk one day
~ I saw one of my ex girlfriends dad at a gas station the other day. This is the second time this has happened since I have lived in Austin. I didn't run and hide from him, but I don't think he saw me either. thats a really strange feeling. I guess it always will be when you get all close to a family, then break it off-- then its like they never existed or you never existed for them. Maybe I am done meeting parents. Yeah, I think I am.
~ I want to punch myself in the face everytime I find myself singing this Jesse McCartney song.. but I can't help myself.
~ I saw 2 more of my friends get married the other day. 2 friends from college, who met in college. I always thought that was the 'right' path to take, because its what my parents did, and my grandparents did (all at Baylor I should point out). Oh wellz, I guess post college is the new college and 26 is the new 18.
~ The rabbit hooked up with the cougar. Lots of carrot juice had been consumed though and the rabbit doesn't remember much.
~ I do think this new Batman movie is going to be amazing, but I worry that it will be over-hyped to the point of Mandy Moore's singing career because of Ledger dying. I don't doubt for a second that he isn't just incredible in it, but I promise you this will be heralded as 'the greatest performance blah blah blah' and I don't care how good it or he is- its still a comic book movie. A SEQUEL at that. That doesn't deserve oscars, but you can put his name down for it now.
~Quitting smoking sucks, but my breath feels like its fresher.
~ I'll deliver you bitches some cohesion soon
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Monday, July 7, 2008
Apologies
Its been a while since I have written, and for this my deepest apologies- I know that your life probably hinges on what I am venting about; and lately there just hasn't been a lot to say...
It seems that I write better when things are going terrible in my heart, and it just hasn't been going like that a lot lately. I think this may because of this incredible sense of apathy that has begun to take me over. When Kali was initially breaking up with me, she told me (one of those things you will never forget) "It sucks huh? Maybe you will quit putting your heart into things so it doesn't"
Hmmmmm.... true-che bitch. I like your style. I will try and force this out though, try and make something out of words that will be of some sort of entertainment value to someone, promises.
I am tired of homeless people asking me for money. "Got any change" they say to me-- just like the person before me and the person after me. You can't even hear sincerity in their voice anymore. They might as well be Ashlee Simpson singing 'Pieces of Me'. I do have an idea though-- I am gonna start handing out generic deodorant to these people. I mean Christ. I just saw you make 10 dollars in the last 5 minutes. You are obviously not putting down payments on a mortgage or rent, walk over to the Scruffys gift shop and buy some FUCKIN ANTIPERS!
There is this one homeless guy who haunts the Trinity block of 6th nightly. He is white with these crazy dreads, and he really kinda resembles Josh Blue from 'Last Comic Standing'. Well, whenever he asks me for scrill, I tell him no, then he stalks me.
Seriously.
He follows me around looking at me like I just told him the secret to his favorite magic trick, and he is in shock. I almost fought him the other night. I was so pissed that he would not just LEAVE or leave me alone... I yelled at him to no avail... no change of facial expression, nothing. He just kept staring at me. STARING. "I'm sorry bitch! There are two people in the box! No one gets cut in half!!! Shit! Go to 4th! I would obviously be over there if I had more money! See where it says 'dolllllllar drinks>?!??!?!' I'm not here for the view!"
K---
Ill be back tomorrow, maybe today if some real shit happens
C
It seems that I write better when things are going terrible in my heart, and it just hasn't been going like that a lot lately. I think this may because of this incredible sense of apathy that has begun to take me over. When Kali was initially breaking up with me, she told me (one of those things you will never forget) "It sucks huh? Maybe you will quit putting your heart into things so it doesn't"
Hmmmmm.... true-che bitch. I like your style. I will try and force this out though, try and make something out of words that will be of some sort of entertainment value to someone, promises.
I am tired of homeless people asking me for money. "Got any change" they say to me-- just like the person before me and the person after me. You can't even hear sincerity in their voice anymore. They might as well be Ashlee Simpson singing 'Pieces of Me'. I do have an idea though-- I am gonna start handing out generic deodorant to these people. I mean Christ. I just saw you make 10 dollars in the last 5 minutes. You are obviously not putting down payments on a mortgage or rent, walk over to the Scruffys gift shop and buy some FUCKIN ANTIPERS!
There is this one homeless guy who haunts the Trinity block of 6th nightly. He is white with these crazy dreads, and he really kinda resembles Josh Blue from 'Last Comic Standing'. Well, whenever he asks me for scrill, I tell him no, then he stalks me.
Seriously.
He follows me around looking at me like I just told him the secret to his favorite magic trick, and he is in shock. I almost fought him the other night. I was so pissed that he would not just LEAVE or leave me alone... I yelled at him to no avail... no change of facial expression, nothing. He just kept staring at me. STARING. "I'm sorry bitch! There are two people in the box! No one gets cut in half!!! Shit! Go to 4th! I would obviously be over there if I had more money! See where it says 'dolllllllar drinks>?!??!?!' I'm not here for the view!"
K---
Ill be back tomorrow, maybe today if some real shit happens
C
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