the price of forward thinking
first, some nada surf for jeremy: i still say your name when i don�t feel right, just like i used to. and if most people fade to grey and black, you fade to light blue. i�m a bad best friend.
and a little shout out to gonzokid who is just one of the raddest people on the planet.
umm. i had another chat to this boy today. we cleared some things up. interesting. we�re planning to meet for breakfast sometime this week, seens as though he finishes work at 8am and i start at 10. but, there�s no chance of anything happening between us until he gets a queer eye makeover.
but still, he�s terribly cute.
mmm, i had the best pizza today. from that place on liverpool street next to the subway. oh my, it went down a treat.
i cruise through this city thanks to it�s public transit system. but sometimes i want to move cleaner than transit will allow. i love the train. dig its power and motion. and i romance the thought of all the places it can take me.
if you�ve ever been on a cityrail train, the silver ones. old, pre-tangara. you would know their seats, midnight blue and industrial strength. this was the fucking material that boy�s shirt was made out of on friday night.
17/05/2004 00:59