Archive for January, 2002

The sun had been up for maybe fifteen minuets this morning when I was driving home from work when I looked up and noticed the moon. The moon hung low on the horizon and was just huge, unbelievable looking. It reminded me of when me, you, Luke, and Clay were coming back from Mount Hood
and the dj on the radio said the moon was suppose to be closer to the Earth than it had in like a hundred years so it would be really big in the sky. So this morning when I seen the moon perched above the skyline it reminded me of you. Miss you take care.

for some reason, when i try to save messages in my email, i lose them. wanted to save this….

home. angie and i acted like idiots the whole last 100 miles of the trip being seriously happy to see street ilghts we knew and landmarks no one else would give a shit about. brenda, her mom, at seeing us all so estatic, reminded us that we have only been gone 3 weeks.
but thats not the point.

woke up, waitig to go to my sis’s and see baby #2.

funny that on the way here i made the rule of no sleeping in late.
oh well.


Take the What
animal best portrays your sexual appetite??
Quiz

matt parker is an amazing person.
:)

so for the last 3 hours i have wondered where my roommate is. just found a little note on sunshine paper, in her scrawling black handwriting:

dear huny-
i will not be home tonight, so i left a cassorole in the freezer. in fact, i will never be home again. i have left to my mothers, and you can rot in hell. thanks for stealing the best years of my life.
laura
p.s. i locked johnny in the back closet. you may want to let him out, after youwarm up the cassarole.
p.s.s. i have really gone to the dentist.

i love my room mate. :)

and i wonder, “shit, which one am i?”

Chauntae says:
We decided to get drunk. … Found myself in the shower with dane. …
insert me dropping my jaw and yelling for angie, only for her to point out the next sentence:
completly soaked. (all our clothes were on)

shiiiit. :P


so ivory is an idiot and doesn’t realize her door is still open a little and gets undressed, only to turn around and a friend tell her, “so….. nice underware.”

*HATES dorm life. *

i am lurking.

in angies room, she is not here, shane came by to look for her also, and she is lost.

and so it happens.

i am lurking.