it's time for everything to be perfect. it's time for everything to
stop hurting tonight.

what is it that everyone is looking for anyway? i can't seem to grasp the idea that people need people. it sounds so ridiculous to me right now. why do i need people? do i need people? if you need me, i'll be finding my sanctuary at the dollar theater at 7.

i was gonna say that today is a dfa1979 kind of day. but then again, every day could be a dfa1979 kind of day. truth.

cutest boy and taco bell.

on closing off.

i think it's time to close up shop. you can never really get hurt if you never let anyone get close, right? and i know that it may be cowardly or whatever, you know, with the whole 'but what if you miss out on something really good?' or 'you have to take those kinds of risks to ever have a chance at knowing something real' but this is what i need, for now.

on another note, i've found a new video to take pointers on moves from for the next time i karaoke.

looks like new york will have to be from may 22 - may 30. it's what my summer school sched allows. ok.

i always forget how much i enjoy sleeping in the comfort of my own bed. the couch in sf was great to me.. the first night. i think the cushions slipped out a bit from under me last night, and now i am laying in my own bed with sore sides. i should be hitting the sack soon, since i have to be up early to roll out to sunken city (which i'm excited for).