adonis

has it really been that long since i've written an entry?? i suppose it has. i want a yorkshire terrier real bad. it's all i can think about. a yorkie...and i'll name him Spike. The great thing about working for an apartment complex is when people leave stuff behind. i'm gaining quite a collection of used items such as wine glasses or whiskey glasses.... stuffed animals and children's toys.... all kinds of shit. it's scary when someone has to leave their home so fast they can only take what is most important. these apartments always feel so eerie. like a life remains in this space--empty of meaning and scattered with the meaning(less). i hope you understand.