sometimes i just cant write here. and it always feels so odd. because i used to write here constantly. like three, four times a day. every day. and now, well now i only write when i have nothing to say.
and today i have nothing to say. big surprise.
i went out last nite, and it was odd. this guy in a blue/red striped shirt was blatantly staring at me across the bar. weird. that doesnt happen. and then this other guy [shorter, completely shaved head. ew] kept asking me random questions. yeah. those 2 guys freaked me out a little. but then some other guy was right there with a light when i was fumbling thru my purse looking for mine, and he was genuine and nice and wow. so the male species redeemed itself very late in the evening.
contact
* contact the girl
* love notes
* leave your mark
* instant
* in the flesh
: reasons to want this.