xrevolverx

And so I'm back into the thick of it. indecision that is.
Don't fuck it up tom says. You hold on until you know what it is you
want.
I've always been an "all eggs in one basket" kind of person though.
I'm trying to learn. Trying not to do that anymore.
Last time I didn't even save an egg for myself, so I was an empty basket

for months. Every now and then she'd come back to me...
just to crack an egg on the side of the basket.
Torturous.
Then finally she came around and realized that I was the best basket
ever.
Now I feel a little bit lonely again. Theres been plenty of remedies.
cigarettes, booze, and dating.
Dating is the best. Abby is the best. Abby makes me want to unlearn
old habits.
Its hard for me though.

All that being said, who wants scrambled eggs?
who wants food in general?
I cook everything, and love having guests.
Last night matt and I went out and I wore a blue shirt and he wore red.
everyone thought we coordinated but in reality, we hadn't planned on
going to the goth club.
so I just lent him a shirt when he got to my house.
I talked to this girl who was the keyboardist from mind field. she was
cute.
I lit her cigarettes.
I need to find my bouncing souls cd's.... I think that would be the only
way to really cheer up.
who knows, maybe a goldfish would work.
I gave matt all my lucky strikes last night.
no smoking for a little while. until I can ride my bike to work
without dying.
or until someone offers me a cigarette.
I keep dozing off and daydreaming here at work... I wasn't even out
late.
maybe its the jameson.

vote here for where I should have my birthday party next week:

1. my house
2. my boat (28 feet sleeps 6, so it would be a kind of small party)
3. underground fort
4. woods around lake in paxton with ropeswings.