So I need to get out more. I'm going nucking futs. I've been trying to sleep more, but I'm just wasting the days. GOD they're gorgeous!! I can't wait for summer; it's all about wakeboarding baby. I'm tired of smiling, and talking, and "Chatting." Obviously I'm bored with evolution. I would love to eat dinosaur brains. At least I smell good today. I need a bar. Tomorrow's coming too soon. Just a break would be nice. The beach! I am going to Cali Feb. Hopefully long enough to get me back to what I used to be, or thought I was? There goes Eli, least somebody needs me. I can always count on these two men... My dog, and my son. :) Pot got boring quickly like. Cigarettes aren't helping like they used to. Working out always makes me feel better, but never enough. What am I missing? I thought I could control my emotions, but damn. Sometimes I'm just plain empty. How can I juggle for myself? Maybe there isn't a cure. Maybe it's just something I have to live with. After all, Junior doesn't like sensuality. I'm broke. Maybe even broken. Something to hide from my son. That's always nice. Something to hide my face. I can burry it in the hands of Jesus at church, but how long will that fix last? I guess I'm going to twiddle my fingers on and on, until I can devour the world once again. I guess I'm done. xoxo qui
1:52 p.m. - 2003-01-28
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