My new tatt healed at lightning speed, kinda freaked me out; two weeks and I dedn't need to put lotion on it. Been with my girl for two years now, that freaks me out considering the shit we went through with that ass hole marine ex of hers. Painful for me to think of those times when I knew they were together, fucking, and they were suposedly "just firends" like I'm some moron who didn't know the truth. Other than that, my life is going good, got my sabaticle to colorado to look forward to, that's looking more and more enticing the closer the day of my departure comes. It's cloudy in so cal., the kind of day that makes me want to sleep and read in bed until the stars shine. I need a show to go to, my mind wanders that lonely path of boredom now, screaming to me, commanding that I go out and do something fun for once. But hey, that's the way it goes sometimes, se la vi.
