Writing from the ferry again, this time on my way home. I'm beat and I want to sleep, all the time. I fell asleep last night at freakin' ten thirty.
A nice weekend was had, one bad movie and one good movie were watched, and lots of food was eaten.
I wish the snack machines on ferries weren't so expensive. I could use a good, strong shot of fat.
I miss seattle. I feel like the fact that I miss it kind of makes it my home, maybe. I want to be back there already.
I don't really feel that way about miami, so much.
Maybe.
I took a lot of landscapy pictures that will get posted when I'm not on my blackberry, on board a ship.
I have a long drive home after the ferry docks. Bah. I will treat myself, I think, to a nice cup of coffee when I get back.
A nice weekend was had, one bad movie and one good movie were watched, and lots of food was eaten.
I wish the snack machines on ferries weren't so expensive. I could use a good, strong shot of fat.
I miss seattle. I feel like the fact that I miss it kind of makes it my home, maybe. I want to be back there already.
I don't really feel that way about miami, so much.
Maybe.
I took a lot of landscapy pictures that will get posted when I'm not on my blackberry, on board a ship.
I have a long drive home after the ferry docks. Bah. I will treat myself, I think, to a nice cup of coffee when I get back.
balls
where are you living?
and dude, i lost 10 pounds, but that's because i have been sick for 2 fuckin weeks. i know the date of my malaise, because it was the day after official catholic saint patty's day, march 14. i had the shake n chills for a couple days, and now i have been puny, like walking talking pneumonia for more than 2 weeks.
i look wan but thinner. 195 at almost 6 foot tall.
i hope i feel better so i can go work out and make the best of this.
besides, it will be summer in sacto soon, and my chubby whiteness is aching to blind the neighbors