just listened to: better bring your friends, the secret machines. fucking spaced out rock if there ever was any.

work tonight was almost tolerable, for a saturday. i'm starting to realize that megan is one of the best people that i've met in a while. good hire.

the snow continues.

i think that in such snowy crappy weather times, i should stop to remember a much happier, warmer time. so here goes. how about this summer, coming home from dinner with meghan rocking out to that girl song by beck enjoying the warm air. when all the sudden ahead of us, for no reason what-so-ever, fireworks start blowing up in the air. i damn near crashed the car in a fit of joy.

it's a shame that meghan can't dig that stuff. at first i thought that since we were so different from one another that things would be great between us. but she just can't seem to understand the way i see things. i think she still enjoys being around me, but more in a "let's see what the retard does next" type of way. her loss.

note for outsiders: megan-employee at work
meghan-girl i dated over the summer

the snow has finally arived. fucking mess outside today.

currently listening to steely dan: do it again. reason this kicks ass. this song reaks of a drug fueled drive through the las vegas night. wondering what just happened and floating on to whatever happens next.

Tim called yesterday, asked if i was still seeing heather and told me that cops came to his store with a warrent looking for her. i told him that this certainatly doesn't help how attracted i am to her.

i would like to find out what that is all about.

first update, here we go.