but now it's quiet...

had lunch with jones, of all people, today. i miss that boy. i really do.
not enough, maybe. he asked me to the movies with him sunday. maybe i'll
go. i dunno.

i haven't heard from that juanboy yet this week. it's unnerving, seriously,
how much i wish i heard from him. i have a present to send to him, so there
is that.... i'm trying to figure how i'm gonna wrap it. i think i want a
smiley pic of me as a pseudo-postcard, with song lyrics on the back. maybe
Los Angeles Waltz (maybe i'll get right outta here/all the way back to
turnpike lane) by Razorlight. but i'm not sure.

oh... my sister was so close to divorce. we were hapyy because she was
finally getting a clue. 2 days, we were free. and then she took him back.
and then? then she took him back.

i can't worry about it.