and no the missing part of the title is not "wiggle it"
urg. it seems like myspace is a great place for revenge or cheap shots. and for some reason it works. every time. maybe im just too dramatic like craig says. or maybe i just need to stop getting on the damn thing. too many maybes and nothing gets done.
heres me. slumped over the keys, staring outside at the monster my puppy has become. too much hair. i still remember when i shaved you.
talked to turkey today. its strange to hear his voice and the pauses and the sarcasm. i thought for sure i could compare him to anyone else but the way his voice curves is all his own. i miss him.
thank you, US Army. for fucking up all my friends.
ive been working alot lately. doing alot of people watching. secretly lusting. too much walking. staring down defiant children. calling ambulances.
[ouch. i hate it when the food looks so good then your burning your tongue and now you cant taste anything]
i keep thinking about last thanksgiving.
why does it suck this bad when im so much better off.
goddamn it why cant i lay off myself for a few days. just relax. im always in this state of self made chaos. hrm.
i should be wrapping this up.
i have to drive across town and see a face that makes me hurt alot lately.
i wish we could just settle this.
but its all material, and im nothing aesthetic.