A Life Less Ordinary

Another night of watching movies and cuddling in the papasan chair. I figured out tonight that she smells like Pez candy (the reddish-pinkish ones). I can smell her on this shirt now; I’m not going to be able to sleep tonight. I had a number of other more profound thoughts, but Blogger is a mother…

Remember that girl I was cuddling with the other day? Well, we were at it again last night (ergo the previous post (which has much more significance than you realize)). I can smell her on my clothes and it’s driving me insane. I want to be with her, but I don’t know what she wants.…

The line that separates my dreams and my reality blurs more every day.

Hmm. Things are odd. I’m not sure how I feel about Her anymore. I’m changing again and as much as I should like what the outcome is supposed to be, I’m afraid. I stayed out until 5a last night talking to this girl I like. We sat on her couch cuddling. She told me that…

I just saw the best commercial ever. The new Jetta ad called Big Day is amazing. I can’t find the words to describe it. And the music! My god. My heart races and I almost cry everytime I watch it. Be sure to d/l the version from Volkswagen website since it’s the full version. One…

Wow. I’m a real wild-child. I’m at work right now (at the radio station). You should see the setup I’ve got in here. You see, the computer I’m on right now is the only one I have access to that has access to the Internet. Thing is, no one is supposed to know that it…

Now She’s saying things to other people that I said to Her first. Nice to know my love for Her is helping boost Her other relationships. For fuck’s sake.

Today I learned some very depressing news. I found out that a guy who worked at my high school and who was the father to one of my friends from high school died. He died 28 May 2001, a mere week before his 58th birthday =and= his daughter’s graduation. He was so cool! There was…

So, yesterday was interesting. I can’t remember everything that happened, but I do remember it was pretty damn cool. I woke up from a decent night’s sleep and had a great idea for an amusement park ‘ride’ that would force patrons to think and solve problems. Sort of a house of mirrors, but far more…

‘Through early morning fog I see Visions of the things to be The pains that are withheld for me I realize and I can see: That suicide is painless It brings on many changes And I can take or leave it if I please. The game of life is hard to play I’m gonna lose…