the lines have been drawn. the sides have been taken. the future will consist of me being a loner to these people. this is strike one against me obtaining a social life and not being completely alone out here. i have two more chances in the near future. and its my own doing too. muahahahaha. the funniest/ironic/sad part about all of this is that if i just go up to room 302 and hang out with these rejects while they are doing no-bake cookies, then i could add a few friends. i think i will just corner vance and kind of let him know that its just not my thing. and if i strike out then that's not so bad because i am really content alone just doing my thing.
there is a dental office in my apt complex. did laundry yesterday. today i'm going to pull a jimmy stewart and go talk to myself. i mean, reflect at the lincoln memorial.
i've figured out this whole blog thing finally. tunnels again. i feel like i am in some mall out of 2001: a space ody. empty halls, crazy halls, a little roy eldridge playing (in my headphones). you'd really just have to be here. i'm on the escalator to the M now. all i hear is my own breathing.
i've realized that this will suck because no matter how long i live here i will always be a tourist cuz i can't part with my camera and this stupid pad of paper.
i'm gonna take the blue line today. i was gonna say, 'i think i'm gonna take the blue line today,' but the way i originally said it in my head sounded too snobby. hold up, this train drownin out my tunez. let me turn this shizzup.
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