thatzac

hi neighbor

i met frank rogers
of mr. rogers neighborhood
a few months before he died
he lived in pittsburgh and had an office in the same building that i had an apartment

when i moved out my last semester of school, he was walking out of the building at the same time i was carrying stuff down, and he offered to help.

i dropped what i was carrying, jaw dropped, since even though i knew he was nearby as i had lived there, i had never seen him before in person.

so i dropped my shit and he asked what was wrong.

i was speechless for a few seconds and then i asked him if i could give him a hug.

he let me. i think that was one of the greatest moments in my life.


tonight rocked, since i got to see herb who is home on leave from the middle east. herb is a+ number one ok.
he got a bronze star. i made me proud, but sad.
it made me sad for other reasons too, but i dont feel like explaining that here. ask me later.

i got a design job today, to make an album cover. that was good.

i really need to have sex. or kill someone. i'll also be happy to explain these things if you ask me one on one. either would be fulfulling enough. actually the killing would be better. much better. sometimes i realize that, even though i want to know more, i know too much about certain things.

will you be my friend? i want to be loved in a hugging in front of the tv and not needing to move fashion.

reprazent.