2004-11-30 - 10:58 p.m.
Ohhhh dear. FUCK FUCK FUCK. Ok day was wonderful, better than it could be..ever. I just on.. like cloud nine. I thought everything was cool and fine he said it was.. BUt it wasn't I feel so fucking bad. I didn't know. I really didn't, and to you *if you understand it's you i'm talking about* I'm so fucking sorry. I'll talk to you in person, cause you're so wonderful you deserve it, but just know with everything I have: I'm sorry.
I am completely mixed up right now. I have these different thoughts running through my head that I cant stop. I guess that's the way it's supposed to be, not catching a word i think because the thoughts race through my head so fast I forget to contemplate.. who cares. I gatta take a bit to .. either get fucked up or get a grip on what's goin on up there in the deep dark depths of my heady head head..
ON A HAPPPY NOTE:
I decorated the theatre today and It looks fucking awesome. Scott's not so bad and is much less intimdating when you throw tacks at him. WHOOOH. Anywho I'm goig to bed.