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May 7th, 2009 (10:00 pm)

Lemon potato's:  check.
Pepsi:  check.
This equates to the best meal of all time...at least at 10 on a Thursday night after work.  I don't know why I don't get these more often. 

There is a random copy of Webster Schroeder Presents:  Beauty and the Beast from April 02, 2009, at my house.  Bizarre.  I don't know where it came from.  As if I need yet another reminder in this town of how things never came to fruition.  Geez, what am I even talking about?  I knew it wouldn't.  I hoped it would, but deep down I knew that things wouldn't be different.  That still doesnt take away the sting of it all, though.

I can't believe it's only 11:11.  This day is passing so slowly.

I don't think it's unhinged of me to care about people.  I may not care about politics, and the corrupt inner workings of the government, and American Idol, but I can say that I care about people, and having meaningful relationships with them, and being kind to them, because that's the least I can do.  If that means that I'm naive, and that I'm missing out on the bigger picture, which supposedly is that nothing matters because we're all going to fall into the black abyss in three years, then so be it.  I can deal with that.  At least I gave a damn about something while I was here.

This post doesn't flow well whatsoever.

Welcome back, me.