[so here we are again, hold me?] survived turkey day. been rethinkin' my life. got an interview on monday for a job. spent $20 on some 'stuff.' smoked. laughed. yelled at some little girl. (my bad) but it all happens like this. one thing after another thing after some other thing. and so on and so fucking forth. (WE MARCH) hip-hop hooooooray. ho-hayyyy. don't ask. and i will not tell. i'm felling fine. like wine. something near divine. a little down-HEARTED. a little shaky. (like usual) i don't feel like using CAPITALS today. unless, well i get the energy too. LIKE NOW. but not now. MAYBE NOW. but not this time. see? no, you don't. is all good. be blind. hide behind those lovely eyes. telling me soft and soothing lies. becareful, cause round my head the demon flies. o. poetry. simplicity. of my heart. tear it. rip it. smash it apart. but as i move on. don't bother to follow. my heart is empty. and my mind just as hollow. enough of that. (CAT IN THE FUCKING HAT) and what not. SEB is on the phone-Y. she must be home-Y. i'll call her back in a few. i got some more important shit to do. right now. as opposed to later. (UH OH!) i don't know if i like her tone. i guess i'll be pickin up the phone. in a minute. "fantastically wonderful information...hun?" should i dare ask. do i even wanna know. probably not. i'm emotionally un-ATTACHED. like usual. remember when we were young. and you could play with legos without any worries. or people staring at you funny. when you could jump in mud puddles. without someone callin' you crazy. THOSE WERE THE DAYS. THOSE WERE THE DAYS MY FRIEND. you're only as old as you feel. lately, i feel 12. so i guess i'm fucking 12. well this isn't fun anymore. i'm curious about what SEB wanted. she had an ODD tone. HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM? ON YOUR MARK. GET SET. GO! and i'm off. "I only have but one bullet...and no gun." DFN.