so how many of you forgot to change your clocks? i bet i'll forget.
i'm pretty tired. what's up with that, i slept til 12:30 this "morning".
i'm very much divided lately. you have no idea how often i want conflicting things at once. part of me really wants to clarify something that has most likely gone unnoticed by most people, but i'm reluctant. are you ready? there are two hims.
this afternoon i watched an entire movie on mute and didn't even notice. hahahaa. it wasn't until the end did rhonda point it out and i realized that's why i had to keep guessing at what was going on.
there's just not enough time in the day for everything i'd like to do.
i saw your bus driver at the screening room tonight. his hair has grown a little longer and wavey.
i know now that everyone will have their opinion. and i'm no longer consumed by letting their thoughts dilute my own experience.
have i become jaded or simply realistic? have i grown callused or mature?
my eyes are wide open. will they soon become foggy? i hope not. i hope so.
it sways softly. it sways smoothly. in time with the music.
i'm in the mood for some internet snooping. but there's no one to stalk.
i'm just talking crap in this entry, it doesn't matter. its saturday night and no one will read this til monday anyway.
you never know, it could be great.
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haha!
no one except me because I am living on the edge of nowhere and I have nothing better to do with my saturday night.
no offense to the great and powerful pspd.
no offense taken.
dear other readers: i do usually tell beckie on msn when i'm done my entry. so she is not a loser...
:)
of course, no one is a loser if they read pspd. we're all winners here ;)
and me. i check my bloglines almost constantly...
:) yes, the ole faithfuls. you make it worthwhile posting every day. thanx.
bus drivers and screening rooms?
damn.
and i'm stuck at a spa watching german-dubbed episodes of dr.quinn medicine woman & felicity.
that sounds dreadful. what do you think of bus rooms and screening driver?
i don't know. i don't anything anymore.
know that i love you ;)
that's very nice. but for the moment i am in a state of shock and confusion and he's not my bus driver.
uh-oh. please explain. i'll be awaiting an email from you....
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