i just went through a little phase of actually contacting my oregon friends and actually telling them how i feel. it was great. i miss them. most of them are gypsys anyways so oregon is a home base to gather thier shit and git. i have one guy friend and the rest are girls. never slept with any of them. i'm such a good guy. fuck. actually this is rather frustrating because what i would do to them now.... just kidding.
two more weeks of 72 hour work weeks.
i just realized you can't even tell i have a mini hawk in my profile pic. i just look like an idiot. very fitting.
two more weeks of 72 hour work weeks.
i just realized you can't even tell i have a mini hawk in my profile pic. i just look like an idiot. very fitting.
perhaps i will see you out tonight at the Double Door, man - i'll study that picture that makes you look like an idiot so i will recognize you...
This morning I woke up with a bizarre feeling that I dreamed of something really bad. It was not a good feeling... I felt quite uneasy all day long, and it's frustrating because I can't for the life of me remember what the hell I dreamt of.
Anyways, I thought of you and your last journal entry...