Change is Everything
1.29.2006
  You can count on me.. to let you down again.
Eight AM and ten AM look the same with regards to the amount of sunlight streaming through my window. One is infinitely preferable to wake up at, though.

I'm feeling better this morning. Sleep plays a critical role in my mood, and if I can't sleep when I feel I should be sleeping, I get grumpy as all fuck.

The hour approaches when I will take my squirrel.. to Jacksonville. This makes it hard to focus.

Audrey: As much as Steven and I adore you and Daniel, I have to ask that you let us have this time alone. I honestly don't know how things will progress, but I'm willing to bet that he's going to want to be able to see just me tonight as much as I want to see just him. Even if he doesn't, it will be the last time I'll have his full attention for at least a few years IF we even see each other after he's done with the Marines.

the day they found me asleep on the floor
engine running, closed garage door
is the day the for sale sign appeared on the lawn
two weeks later and we were gone

Barenaked Ladies, "I Live With it Every Day"

I've been listening to Barenaked Ladies perhaps too much recently. When I feel slightly emo, I put them on and sing along because the music is happy but the words are depressing as fuck. One song I absolutely do NOT want to hear for at least a few weeks is Tool's "Schism". And that's too bad, because I really do like that song a lot.

Food and study time.
-shae
 
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Steven never said anything to us about coming to see you. I would assume he never said anything to you about coming to see us. Ah, Steven. What a wimp.

Anyway, if you see him before we do, feel free to keep him as long as you like.

I just reread your posts and comments and such and I realized that you are just worried about having time alone with Steven. That's a silly thing to worry about, I mean, it's not like Daniel and I expected you to hang out with us. I mean, you never do.
 
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