yesterday...
was one o' my favorite bosses last day. she hugged me about 4 or 5 times. i will miss her.
got a blank email with 'test' in the subject heading from a girl i haven't talked to in years. we were best friends in college,but she was openly in love with me and wanted more. we never got together. she's married now and had her first child about a year ago.
got a blank email with 'hello' in the subject heading from the last girl i had a serious relationship with. she slept with my best friend and god knows who else. she is notorious for dissappearing for a few months then trying to reinsert herself in my life with more drama.
rehearsal was good,but the spectre of our guitar player flaking out hung around like a bad fucking dream.
today...
going to the captain's house to pick up this cool ass sheik lamp my mom was refinishing for me.
dropping by the record store to hang out wit my bass player for a while.probably waste some money on some new media while i'm there.
domestic chores to include dishes and laundry.
working out like fucking rocky balboa for a couple o hours to rid myslf of this phantom email induced funk.
then a hot date tonight,
with bacardi 151...
was one o' my favorite bosses last day. she hugged me about 4 or 5 times. i will miss her.
got a blank email with 'test' in the subject heading from a girl i haven't talked to in years. we were best friends in college,but she was openly in love with me and wanted more. we never got together. she's married now and had her first child about a year ago.
got a blank email with 'hello' in the subject heading from the last girl i had a serious relationship with. she slept with my best friend and god knows who else. she is notorious for dissappearing for a few months then trying to reinsert herself in my life with more drama.
rehearsal was good,but the spectre of our guitar player flaking out hung around like a bad fucking dream.
today...
going to the captain's house to pick up this cool ass sheik lamp my mom was refinishing for me.
dropping by the record store to hang out wit my bass player for a while.probably waste some money on some new media while i'm there.
domestic chores to include dishes and laundry.
working out like fucking rocky balboa for a couple o hours to rid myslf of this phantom email induced funk.
then a hot date tonight,
with bacardi 151...
HAHAHAHHAHAH!!!!! Couldn't stop laughing when I read that!
bacardi 151 tonight huh?
sorry about the weird mails... i used to get those from a psycho stalker ex, and they always left me feeling freaked out and jumping at shadows. eventually i let the email addy die so i could get some peace. hope you don't have to go to those kinds of extremes...