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nirix5I feel so... I don't know. Nothing. I missed Joe somehow today- he didn't page me, I hope he's okay- talked to Kate, saw Magoo, and Tom and Jon. Kate's coming out tomorrow- yay!- and I hung out with Jeannette and Benny last night. Jean's party thing at Magoo's is on Thursday. Yeah, so all of a sudden I go from no life to a crazy, in demand social schedule- LOLOL, it's so hysterically funny.
Not laughing. Huh.
Pale September, I wore the time like a dress that year
The autumn days swung soft around me, like cotton on my skin
But as the embers of the summer lost their breath and disappeared
My heart went cold and only hollow rhythms resounded from within
Yeah, something like that, I guess. I hate feeling like this, and sometimes I just give up before pulling myself out of whatever it is and starting everything all over again.
I need to figure out what I want to do with my life, writing a column in Playboy aside. Although I'm pretty sure I'm the only person who would write the phone numbers two three modeling agencies and two convents on the same piece of paper. I should probably stick with the convents. My teeth aren't straight enough for modeling, phooey. Oh well.
I love Alicia Keys's music. I swear to God it's the only thing that gets me through sometimes.
And this song makes me homesick for Arizona. I used to listen to it at Jonelle's all the time- I miss her so much.
"Yeah. We put her in charge of cookies and milk and she still screwed it up."
~ Jonelle on me.
Not laughing. Huh.
Pale September, I wore the time like a dress that year
The autumn days swung soft around me, like cotton on my skin
But as the embers of the summer lost their breath and disappeared
My heart went cold and only hollow rhythms resounded from within
Yeah, something like that, I guess. I hate feeling like this, and sometimes I just give up before pulling myself out of whatever it is and starting everything all over again.
I need to figure out what I want to do with my life, writing a column in Playboy aside. Although I'm pretty sure I'm the only person who would write the phone numbers two three modeling agencies and two convents on the same piece of paper. I should probably stick with the convents. My teeth aren't straight enough for modeling, phooey. Oh well.
I love Alicia Keys's music. I swear to God it's the only thing that gets me through sometimes.
And this song makes me homesick for Arizona. I used to listen to it at Jonelle's all the time- I miss her so much.
"Yeah. We put her in charge of cookies and milk and she still screwed it up."
~ Jonelle on me.
