deflation begets stagnation which leads to inflation
the sour is an all too familiar taste
but the sweet is knowing that i've been where you want to be
respect.
saturday evening...i'm seeing stars...oh my starry-eyed surprise
i've been a bit terse...especially the last three months or so..but i mean..no
ub40*coffee*snl(on mute)...who's living the high-life?allow me to take the crown on this one.
well last weekend's boston adventure was a good "confidence" booster. why did she have to sing along with the songs..totally ruins the moment..oh please take the dollar..you danced like a stripper.
boston is one great town. if you go to the living place near the wharf, tell lindsay pdiddy and triple-a say hello..also ask her if going to the cape was worth it? i think the homme a femme ratio there is very favourable. the place is a great spot..go there if you can for drinks..just watch out for the "uniform" dress code...i guess it really works. oh by the way how was that education of yours..i visited the u and i must admit i'd sleep with the admissions committee in order to go there too. glad to hear you're changing the world..but have you changed your underwear. stanky brewster. pay off your loans so my bonds don't default.
the monotanous nature of this summer is as unbearable as the heat..work eat study sleep. for fuck's sake captain. oh to live vicariously through re-runs of the real world paris...ain't life grand sometimes. i wish i had a trust fund; a cushy job; the ability to have summer off; no rent (oh wait i have that); norah jones' phone number; and cameras following me...i believe i too would be in the real world. in it me or are these entries becoming more confusing. i'm getting old..i complain too much. you know what's annoying as fuck..people who don't listen..you'll tell them something about you and they feel obligated to reply with something about them or switch the topic to them. i mean, seriously, if i wanted to talk about kids i would've asked. must be that liberal arts education or something.
from #2 to delete...with a big 'ol smile on my face. i think that sums it up right there.
je suis desolee. j'ai vu aller..mais..c'etais en nyc. j'espere que tu ne m'ai pas furieuse. je devrais etudie. tu comprends oui?
hello madrid i'll email on monday morning...hello sarah (in two weeks..gotta brush up on the french)...comment dit-on "finally"..mais oui..."finalement"? le protection s'il vous plait?
coulda woulda had two free tickets..shit who listens to reason nowadays. next time. damn young-ass jlo/evamendes look-a-likes..get on the plane already.
"And there's a, million voices, and there's a, million voices, to tell you, what you should be, thinking, so you better sober up, for just a second, we're seven seconds away, just as long as I stay I'll be waiting."- youssou n'dour and n.cherry from 7 seconds.
