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lastnight...well, i'm not sure what to make of it.
i feel lonelier than ever before.
maybe, i'm just too sensetive.
i met someone lastnight...but i'm afraid to call him. i don't wanna waste my time. he dosen't seem like he's ready. besides he has a kid. but he's so beautiful. tall, dark and green eyed.
we talked for an hour, smoking cigarettes in the rain, staring into each other's eyes the whole time. it was extremely romantic...he has the biggest smile. i loved the fine lines on his face and the 5 o'clock shadow on his jaw.
his skin was tan considering that we're in the pacific northwest...and he had chest hair...i'm a sucker for chest hair. i'm so tactile and chest hair and veiny arms are my weakness. mostly because woman don't usually possess these traits...he's a cancer and i caught on to that right away...i felt that relaxed-i've- know- you -all- my- life- thing- that i only feel with cancers.
(i'm a scorpio- so it makes sense.)
*capitol hill, seattle, washington scensters.
so me and the gang went to a party later on that night. Jan and Mindy from the most excellent folk punk duo, GoldRush and myself, along with Jan's romantic interest.
(btw, i've known Mindy since middle school.) why did ever guy at the party look like they were looking for a position to be the rythmn guitarist in Aussie rock band,Jet.
what the fuck is up with cowboy boots? i'm just glad the trucker hat thing is over.....eeeeeeeeeeek!
Jan called me a "fat ass" lastnight...for no reason what so ever. why he would say that to me considering that we had just barely met baffles me. but i think the girl that he's seeing who was sitting next to me when it slipped out of his mouth was appalled. which made him look like an asshole! yeaaah! i'll admit i'm big in the hips--- but have some flipping tact!
indie rock kids are annoying and pretensious.
i'm getting too old for this shit.
i haven't worked in over a week...my boss has not called me to tell me what's going on even out of common courtesy.
i haven't heard from sammy in almost three weeks. he's back home and probably spending time with his wife and child. (i'm not sure if i'm suppose to know about his son---but that's what Google is for.) i suppose i shouldn't worry about him considering that the whole thing is dysfunctional and unrealistic.
besides that he lives clean across the other coast practically...it's not feasible.
everyone seems inherently mean and selfish.
me.me.me.me.me.me.me.me.me.me.me.me.me.
oh...i cannot depend on a soul. maybe that's the lesson i was suppose to learn.
love,
Del