257 Weeks

You could be waiting for a day that won't come
Friday, June 16, 2006
How Coincidental
I too was ambushed by zombies.

In other news... I'm going to the T dot tomorrow, and by that i mean today. Should be a jolly good time. Should. I don't know what's going on before hand but that's my own darn fault now. I'll bring along good tunes to make up for my lack of organizational skills.

An old friend (as in I haven't seen him for awhile, not that he's an old man) just started working at the hotel's restaurant. He's looking fan-fucking-tastic. Every time his shift ends he kinds lingers for a minute. I think he wants to talk, but I usually have customers to deal with so we can't really chat. That is too bad.


I guess I don't have anything else to say other than this marks my 20th year. Well, at 3:15 it will be my 20th year.

martini kisses

"Jumble, jumble, all at my house. Come on over, sleep on the couch. Can't even see ya. Look like a mouse."
posted by Fucking Bingo @ 1:10 AM  
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