10.05.2004

i fucking hate our cunty little fights.
a) they happen so rarely yet they leave us a fucking mess
b) it's bloody ridiculous not being able to console one another face to face
c) d.c. to austin: the lamest distance ever
d) i love nick and he loves me

in other news, it has been perfect weather for driving with the windows down (omgzzzz total-e california style). however, on the reverse, it has been leaving me with a longing for lmg's warm body next to mine at night. you are golden.

smoothies = delicious.

friday = most joyous day. guaranteed to be better than christmas.

it has been hard. so so so hard. those eyes and those arms so far away from mine. and otis redding on repeat does no justice to the night we spent dancing cheek to cheek (or close to it).

so i send postcards with birdies and hearts on them.

i am going to paint birdies on my wall.

which i will paint a bluegreen/greenblue. i'm undecided.

but my curtains will be pink!