2004-03-14 20:29:04 ET
Monique called me tonight. She had a fight with her mom. Well, now her move in date has moved from sometime in May to tomorrow. She's flying in from Virginia and will arrive at 2:00am tomorrow night. I'm exited to see her, but sad about her situation, so I'm not really sure how to feel.
|Scars & Rhymes|
2004-03-14 19:38:30 ET
If all the world were paper,
and all the seas were ink,
if all the trees
were bread and cheese,
what should we have to drink?
I want a scar on my face. Once, awhile back, Fred, one of my training buddies, axe kicked me in the face. Left a real pretty cut below my eye, but it didn't scar. Maybe I'll have him kick me again?
2004-03-13 20:03:30 ET
Today I played D&D with my buddies. My character Aleator (Ali) died. He was slaughtered by a pair of zombies. My comrades stole all his stuff. The body was carted outside the dungeon then burried with a halfling mourning song. It was cool.
Also, my buddy broke up with her boyfriend. I've spent the past couple days helping her move her stuff outa the apartment. I can see why she broke up with the guy. The place is wreck. Half empty coke cans & chinese take out lying all over everything. I know this guy sorta too. Plays computer games all day and is just a slob. How can people live like that?
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