can i have a milkshake? sure, what color? white. and i'm not even sure if i'll drink the whole thing. i'm actually full. really full. and my shoulders hurt. and i layed in the front bench seat of my 1961 Buick for twenty minutes talking on the phone with him. i was tired from swim practice, the school parking lot was empty except for me and my car. hm...i enjoy moments like this. i really do. and they dont seem to happen enough. and i personally believe these moments will shut down for a bit and so will i. and when they arent together anymore i can come alive again. but that's only if the moments shut down. confused yet?...gah... -amanda