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17 Jan 02
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i'm so tired. i really shouldn't even be writing out an entry, but i will keep it short. i just wanted to make it within the jan 17th deadline.

and i did.

yippee.

i really don't know what that means exactly, cause it doesn't really matter and this won't be an exciting post. a bunch of peeps went to fridays today for bob's birthday. granted bob's birthday was jan 8th but we went out anyway cause any excuse is a good excuse. you know how it is. ahhh....

anyway... so brendan and i have become pretty good friends. we seem to be on the same wave length. kinda sorta. he's goofy and fun but yet incredibly intelligent. and he loves those conversations that mean nothing and mean everything all at the same time. ya know what i'm talking about? it's just good. so we're going to go out for coffee at a bookstore or something this week. it should be a good time. nice and relaxing. i don't know. he's a nice guy. he really is. i don't like him or anything, but he is such a nice guy. genuinely nice. you don't see that every day.

alright, this is short, but i must head to bed. i'm exhausted. see ya later.

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