Wednesday, October 28, 2009

2 days

I'm gon finish today. I'm gon dump everythn in thr and zip it up. Packing makes me anxious. Anxiety is 4 the birds (lol)So tomorrow all I gota go is....bite my nails wit anticipation (so 2 speak) and be excited. I want Angelou's b4 I leave. Hitting up Target 1 mo'gin....yaye yay

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Get Back.

Back to square one. Start over from the middle...The Eagles $200. 27-10.
Hawaii in 3 days. Never been packed. Just made a year. Just waiting for the time pass and scene. Playn Madden. Shutup Ju.

Sunday, October 25, 2009


Beginning. Middle. End. Facts. Details. Condense. Plot. Tell it.

Friday, October 16, 2009


Man I feel bad for leaving work early. That moment where all these impatient yet silly faces are piercing your clothes. They wonder what I am doing? I wonder the same. HOW can they be so clueless? It was too much, the moment was heavy. Weighing on my struggling frame and mind. But I'll be back tomorrow. Take two, and try again..
Need to rest up. Countdown to Hawaii. Thats right 14 days. Let the commencement commence. Chill in bed, listen to music.. Catch up on House and The Office. As long as Pam and Jim stay together, I can support that show. Go Mr. Novak!
A wonderful end to a scary/emotional week. The thought of losing something important can wake you up. Funny how emotions overtake some, and only slightly effect other. Or is this a facade? Emotions can bring out the horrible, moldy, infectious monster out of us all. With good reason granted. Greatful for what I still "have", although limited.

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Of a good thing...

Shouldnt have to go without. Somethings dont feel the same without you. When we are apart, I yearn for you. Wish for you. Think of You. Where are you? Will you be there, where we parted? Will our relationship change? Like rain amongst river, will we connect once more? Or will our affair be a struggle until I re-capture you, seduce you, manipulate you, too many times to number. We are close, so let nothing pry us apart for too long. Bittersweet is our connection, too close and we become one. I give myself to you. Sleep eternal.