i hear voices creeping outside my door...

ah, the lyrics to grey street. muy excelente.

ok, so we watched "gone in 60 seconds" instead. and for some strange reason, i bought "meet the parents" which i have never seen. didn't mean to buy anything, but then there was this DEAL, and i meant to grab "road trip" but when i got out to my car, i realized my mistake.

whatever.

the temptation to call nick right now is pressing. but it isn't. i feel like i should but i'm pretty fucking tired, and keeping him entertained isn't in my agenda.

god. could it be that i'm loosing interest? figures. i've wanted him for years and years now, and now that he is actually within my reach, i'm being pulled in too many other directions. and...well, the more i'm around him, the less i think about him.

my mind is stuck on other matters, and different people, and i have to say...DAMN it feels good.

free at last! thank god almighty, i'm free at last!

hah.

oops. that muscle relaxant is starting to kick in...