Shit. It

Only 7 more days, OMG that is so fucked up...in a good and bad way!
I am so excited for tomorrow i get to see my 3 loves, fuck i miss em all so much! we are gonna have an awsome time...whatever we do, it is gonna be a party. I really do wanna go get all fucked with em, but ya know i will be fine if we stay clean all night, just a little let down. I hope i don't fuck this up, i feel so awsome, and if i blow this it will be bad news. what to do, what to do!?

I said once, back on the old Oasis, that I liked cleaning, because of its therapeutic properties.

A real live legend of the New American West returns

I am no longer ill, and I got a haircut, and ate a lot of cheese, and had band practice, and went to Toys r Us! And things and stuff!

Would you expect anything less from me?

I talked to one of my friends on the phone last night who I'm not out to (hardly needs that "not out to" qualifier; that would be most of my friends). We don't talk very often, like most of my friends she lives far away. So it was fun. Until the topic of conversation turned suddenly to guys. And how so and so should hook me up with one of her boyfriend's friends. And I'm hemming and hawing and trying to deflect the conversation to a new subject. There are some good things about not living near my friends. I hate lying to them, and so ofen I feel like that's what I'm doing when I hide my sexuality. I think if we still lived in the same place I would have to come out to them, and I'm not sure I'm ready for that. I just have no idea how some of them will react.