and i beat up an old man for a shopping cart
:::2002-03-25:::3:05 a.m.:::

so i'm back.

just finished some laundry.

it was neat to see people's faces look excited to see me when i saw them.

then mike dropped me on my head.

it's a big bruised bump.

thank god for high pain tolerances.

roomie's sleeping.

this week was... ana adventure... i guess.

there's nothing more cliched than a story of an adventure, so to cut the foreplay, i had fun in austin.

saw hedwig and the angry inch (it rocked)

helped build houses. got sunburned. a crate fell on my head. an I-beam feel on my toe... it was exciting.

then we had that talk. him and i. which is the reason i never stick labels on things, and if i do, they're vague as poop.

we both agreed. which is cool. if we tried for an "us" we would probably mess up what good things we have... so it's for the best really.

but i'm still bummed about it. that's life. he's amazing. and because of that i'm content with whatever i get. christ, i'm only 18. there's time.

::laugh:: but i think i'm losing him to everquest. this is sad. ::smile::

gotta go to bed. stick some ice on this goose egg. go to class. yadda yadda yadda.