throw me a friggin' bone, would ya?
1:49 a.m.
we MAY have a fourth member of the tribe at work...i'm not sure. but all signs would indicate she's one of us.
i still haven't really TALKED to the new boi...about stuff. it'll happen. it takes a while to get comfortable. he's doing SO good, he's opening over the weekend, and running the show by himself...i gave him my card in case he gets in a jam...told him to call me if the machine blows up or something. well, those weren't my EXACT words...
and kids, i can't stress this stongly enough:
please don't tease the OLDER animals in the zoo. they're easily excited. and you know what happens next.
your lucky number is 7.
your lucky color is red.
it's dangerous in here.
occasionally.
she asked him what his favorite sexual position was, and the next day the most amazing thing happened. but not with her...with HER.
30 years on, and i STILL remember everything. mark's sister pulling up at 2 in the morning, and pounding on the side of the trailer..."hey, what's going on in there?"
he had feet just like yours.
i tore a bunch of blue and white balloons off of a new car last night and let them rise to the heavens, till we couldn't see them any more. i danced in the middle of the empty street. all to celebrate someone getting laid! i hope you can do the same for me some day...should i make that booty call? what about his wife? does she even care? and what about HER husband? your HER, i mean...not HIS her.
i'm sorta imitating your style here tonight, hope ya don't mind.
what do you REALLY want for your birthday? (i'm talking to two different people here...it's easier that way.)
did you talk to her tonight? is it any different AFTER the fact?
i'm walking on thin ice in the middle of july. i almost crossed that line. i stuck my toe in but it was TOO HOT. exciting, but really, really stupid. but i'm so sick of two dimensions.
and yesterday i talked to the first girl i ever...you know. she reads this, once in a while...i guess.
and today i talked to someone with the biggest freckles. and red hair i wanted to touch. what IS that all about, anyway? the pale skin, with blue veins underneath?...maybe...i don't really know.
seth green, that's MY idea of hot.
that was my father's name: seth.
you said you were fucking sore today, and i HAD to make the obvious joke.
"life is hard, and so am i." the eels said that.
i TOLD you...it never ends.
"i said it once before, but it bears repeating." jack white said that...so here it is again...
If a man is considered guilty
4 what goes on in his mind
Then give me the electric chair
4 all my future crimes-OH!
i think it's sweet you don't think you're cute...you're ALL cute...that's the problem.
"i am going before i get myself in trouble here."
that was me, earlier. it still is.
if you made it this far, thanks. i feel better already.
somebody say something...PLEASE.
goodnight.