curbdrop out of grace

you smell like soap

good things come to those who wait. (i.e.: death).

i know now that one's greatest flaws are exposed and obvious to the self-conscious when meeting someone important. meaning someone that you don't know but have heard about and want to make sure things go down the road less traveled. i wanted to make a good impression with lissa not because i'm trying to lay her or anything. she has a boyfriend and i'm not looking for that with her. i'm looking to meet someone that is the cousin of two of my best friends who say she is great, and being both in similar situations of moving to chicago in recent months, recent memory i was hoping that we'd hit it off so we could hang out and live. live.

so all my friends know how i am. i am fill. i am and that's all there is to it. but new people don't know me. and it's always interesting when new people don't get me at all. lissa got me for the most part but i could still tell that i was self conscious about certain things that i know could be taken one way or another.

just interesting.

i wanted to buy all this shit today at this used record shop but i held back and bought in limited quantities. but why not? why? my credit card got denied during check out which was interesting because it never should. i think there's some problem with it.

i made spare keys tonite for when nic and ryda visit, just in case i cannot hang with them bastards two weeks from now, st. patty's.

i want to go to ireland this summer but want to travel with someone other than myself. mayer and his girl will join me but i still do not want to travel to meet up with them on the lone.

shit and shit agin.

posted by fillshe @ 1:05 AM