2000-01-18

agggggghhhhhhhhh. i swear off of boys.

called skaterboy this evening, against better judgements.

he called yesterday. and i thought to myself, i thought:

SELF.... DO YOU REALLY WANT TO PUT YOURSELF OUT ON THE LINE AND PICK UP THE FUCKING PHONE AND MAKE A CALL THAT COULD END UP ALL BLAH?

and i did it. and it was blah.

so i'm one of the three girls on earth that hate talking on the phone. so kill me alright already why dontcha.

arghhh. so i am deathly and irate.

well. he said he would call me tomorrow.

i would like to see him muchly. just sort of lay there next to him and be quiet for a little while.

that would be nice. very nice.

so i make a big fuss outta nothing. or maybe its everything.

i just don't know.

i really just don't know. i really just don't know.

argggh.

why am i so lame, i wonder. why am i so lame?