||[Feb. 17th, 2007@10:56 pm]
well. i'm back. maybe you already knew that. i'm sick. you knew that too. i've called my girlfriend twice with no answer or reply. i dunno. frankly i'm beyond caring right now. my sleeping habits are still not catching up to me. my appetite is non existant. i got the truck and i fixed up my DH bike today. my jumper is still in Atlanta. i'm pretty stoked to be back. i've seen a bunch of friends. lately. shawnee, karina, eric, eric, dean, wilson, ashley, allison, allison's fiance. it's been great. i might land a job at a bike shop. that's be tight. i saw ghostrider on friday. that was tight. eva mendes is gorgeous.
anyway. there's a chance that by the end of this week i'll be back into single life. if i am somebody should send me a glock 9 in the mail with 1 round in it. (if you think i'm serious about suicide maybe i should shoot you instead)
i almost bought a lobster yesterday to use as a prop to help me pick up on a girl at alberton's. i'm retarded.
my parents are rad. my dad has been handing me cash the last couple of days and just letting be do whatever so i don't go crazy. it's worked ok besides the fact that i'm gonna cough up a lung. damned lungs. pantspantspantspantspantspantspantspantspantspantspantspantspantspantspantspantpants.
someone email me.