"oh please... reconcile me..."

there's something truly profound when you get so sick, that not only do you end up not working for a whole week, on top of being dehydrated every five minutes, and then having to shove bullet sized solids up your ass to get better, but to fall into a slump of comatose depression... let's begin where i laughed...



i watched the entire first season of the american version of, "the office."

i had seen an episode with juliann a while back at her place, and it caught me off guard, and since then i had been wanting to see more, but more than that, i wanted to really see the british version, which i have yet to obtain.

anyhoo, i ended up buying the first season of the american version, used, for twelve bucks, and it's really funny. like, infectiously funny. in really subtle ways.

i'm not big on steve carrell's take on mike, but the rest of the cast is stellar. i love the oddity that is dwight like everyone else does, for all the same reasons i'm sure...

so, after that two and a half hours, i decided, why not throw in, "rocky 2."



twenty minutes into it, i had remembered that it was more of a love story between rocky and adrian... and i thought about julie. so... i went to just read random comicbook news on the internet...

and then...



i put on, "album of the year," by the good life... i am now sad and sick... i miss her. and there's not much else i can say.

i'll go about my days with the same integrity i do now. cry when i need to cry, feel good when i need to feel good, and continue to just keep growing up. even closing in at twenty seven...

you're the best i ever had. my grey sky morning. goodnight.