Burn it Off

my self-inflicted panopticon failed.

8.23.2003

funburger

had a great time at berger's. had a SHITLOAD of food...jesus christ i was full. not so full anymore...but full enough that i don't want to eat anything....which is rare at this hour. i don't think i'm gonna go out to HOWL tomorrow...i'm gonna try and get some work done around my room. i got two boxes emptied today...but that still leaves a bunch of bags of mostly clothes....the cleanliness of which i do not remember....

oh and i also have to clean my fridge....'cause that smell just really isn't going away. i bought some pine sol and i unplugged it about eight hours ago to plug in a stereo...so that thing is going to fucking WREAK (sp?) when i finally open it. i should probably put it by the window or something smart like that....

got a nap in the car so i'm not quite tired yet. on the drive over there i (once again) found myself thinkin' about candace (that bitch!) and wondering what exactly i would do if matt came to visit....which i imagine is entirely possible. it's sad to say i was glad to see someone i once called a friend 'leave' (graduate) so that i wouldn't have to deal with him again...but it really was a load off my back. i know there are those of you out there who adore matt, but i'm sorry, seeing him would just bring back too many feelings i'm working on supressing. most of the reason i didn't want to see him because it was always an occassion i'd see candace too....and with him gone, there's almost no reason i'll ever see her. i also know that there are those of you who really like candace too...do what you wish but don't expect me to be happy to see her. my gut feeling is to tell her to just get out of my life....but alas, something's holding me back. fuck.

i just have to get drunk enough...that's always a good way to solve these problems : )

whiskey

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