friends

You gotta love Sara. Who else gets so annoyed at the characters in books she reads. This is why it’s dangerous to recommend new material to her.

My friend’s father just died. It was a drawn out, slow decline. Whenever I talked with my friend, he told me the pain his father was in, mentally and physically. I only met the man once, but from all I know, he was simply a good man. There is no Continue Reading

Just looking at the picture down there of Lindsey. She really is beautiful. Easy to take a good picture with a subject like that. Just looking at her can leave me feeling weak. When she started at work, I thought she was a pain in the ass. And she spent Continue Reading

I was rather quiet last month. I lay the blame at Stacey‘s feet, for the most part. We got together for the first real time since my freshman year at RIT. Despite several years of us both being rather thick, and not talking anywhere near as much as we needed, Continue Reading

well fuck me. another ex of mine is getting married. I give up. I’m just going to start a dating service… “If you want to meet Mr. Right, just go out with me, and he’ll come along shortly.”

I just put on the sweatshirt. There is always just one sweatshirt… one that fits just right, isn’t too new or too worn. One that works in summer or winter. I pulled it over my head and straightened it out. I looked down at the left sleeeve, as it rode Continue Reading

How can you not love that smile. (Image stolen from the soub.)

Happy Birthday. (That smile must run in their family)

I could really learn to fuckin hate these helicopyers…er helicopters. (no, I havent been drinkin. And I don’t see the pink elephants dancing in my window.) With spelling like this it makes me wonder how I ever managed to code HTML by hand. This is why Dreamweaver is my friend. Continue Reading

and she’s purty too.

There is a woman laying in a hospital somewhere in Pennsylvania. I’ve never met her and don’t even know her first name. But what I know of her family leads me to believe she is a wonderful person. I don’t know if she is a live anymore. She wasn’t expected Continue Reading

I talked with Sara last night. She has this nasty habit of making me feel good. If you get bored enough when you’re sitting on the subway, you’ll notice that as the train picks up real speed, the windows start to bow inwards. Between that and quick changes in elevation, Continue Reading

so what do you do when its over? or at least, youre told its over, even if it doesnt feel that way to you? *flash* what about all those things we were going to do? *flash* what about all those things I wanted to do for her? *flash* what about Continue Reading

suuuuuuuuure… plan all night on going to a club. my friends ask me if im going with them. And we stop back at my place so my friend can pick up some stuff he had here. So I wait while he’s getting changed in the bathroom. And as soon as Continue Reading

Have you ever met your other self? That person who completes something within you. They tell you that they love you, and you dont even think to question it. You find yourself really trusting someone for the first time in your life. Your heart warms at a smile, and you Continue Reading

This morning, I climbed into bed to hold her in my arms. Some bad humor to cover a difficult moment. A parting kiss that could never suffice. Home seems awfully lonely right now. Better go to bed now… alone.