:: Closing Time ::

:: Thursday, August 22, 2002 ::

I have a guitar pick between my teeth.

ok, now it's gone, so my attention is focused and I can blog. right now I'm talking to some texan girl about the troubles in her life, who I've never spoken to before. she's a friend of somebody who reads my blog. smallish world. for her, I ought to say "hook'em" (sorry mike).

Anyhow though - packing is.... sorta going. I missed the yog party. I think if I'd cared more I woulda gone despite having to pack and having parents pissed at me. But I didn't. that sort of thing. I'm really not sure how the fuck I'm going to finish all this. It's kinda scary.... and I want a magic wand to wave, damnit. a magic wand.

Oh yeah. Today, Chris and I got shining force CD running on a sega cd emulator on a pc emulator on a mac. sound hardcore? what else is new.

I seriously wish I had something on my mind to really blog about right now. But.... I guess, between the friends I'm not seeing, and the not-friends I'm not seeing, and the not-friends I am seeing who seem not to really want to see me, I'm kinda emotionally drained.

Very few of you have given me anything positive to think about. And college? Well, I'm so packed-out that I don't know how it's gonna work.
:: Peter 1:45 AM [+] ::
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