  yes, a daytripper. i dont care about the lakers/clippers game. am i the only person in socal who is honest about that? about anything? not MY hometown heroes. J wants to quit the store.
i need him there or im fucked. i want to quit as well. dammit. i love ramona. shes the best girl. i had olives for dinner.
and dr pepper. mmm mmm. i saw the scariest documentary about john wayne gacy as i helped my roomie out this evening..... did i mention, happy st patricks day. easters coming, ehh? i need to find a church. my mom would be so happy to hear me say that, however i dont think it means anything.
just words. i made the men listen to irish pub songs all day at work. tomorrow will be a brilliant day. this is my newfound optimism. zack hexums my new friendster. and viquemartin.
....maybe oneday my dearest robert smith. har. :) i found a cutie little pixieesque blog. so S should be in austin by now. something tells me i wont hear from him anymore. he will be a huge success.
take sxsw by storm. the hear of lyndsay. i got a note from scu. hes alive, thats cool. and wants to move to seattle? well, thats closer, so thats cool.
more good boys to cali, please. got a letter from grubb as well. hes doing good. says james is giving bass lessons now. awww. aaaand recording solo stuff.
its 11 and im almost ready for sleep. pop star dreams? ;) i have to open in the morning. theeeen i get a whole day off. my roomie and i want to actually leave the house and see a film on friday. IF i can make it thru tomorrow :) thats not funny.. i need a new job.
and i miss MID and L AND A and even gramps, too. and *him* ....sigh. thats a whole other vague idea. im sorry i am so aloof about it. id love to talk about all of this with you in more detail. drop me a line.
im happy to hear from you. 
