love remains a mystery
i took in a film tonight with this boy who sometimes wears vinyl shirts. he made another questionable fashion choice tonight, a tweed hat. but it sort of worked for him. but it didn�t match anything else he was wearing.
have you seen the remote control for our vcr ?? i some how lost it on saturday night when i was taping rage cause they played almost the entire beasties back catalogue. and now my mum is set to kick my ass.
a third boy has sort of entered the picture. he looks like phil clayton if you know who that is. and he is bogandilly. i think he will be just for sex.
but the only one i really want is chris taylor from cnnnn/today today. his picture is on the side of so many sydney buses as part of triple j�s advertising campaign. they zoom past me while i�m staring out the window at work. makes me extra horny.
man, i hate when bad fashion happens to good people. i was looking at some pictures of jeremy the other day and he was looking too much like robert �millsy� mills for comfort. he was wearing what seemed to be quite a nice white with brown pin-striping long sleeved, collared shirt with a brown t-shirt on top. grr, i tells ya, that fashion trend pisses me off almost as much as chicks who wear trucker caps.
when my mum asks me where i�m getting ready to go to on sunday i say i�m having dinner with this vinyl shirt guy. he�s easy. she knows of him, knows we hang out, but she doesn�t know him and she will never talk to him to prove my story wrong. instead i�m out eating fish and chips in liverpool and playing putt putt golf in milpy. i am the king of putt putt, there is none higher. but it�s all feeling very date-ish and that�s not what i want. so we go down to the banks of the mighty georges river and make out instead. i hope he doesn�t want more from this than i do.
so then today vinyl shirt guy boy calls me and says �how bout a movie? i�ll meet you on george st at half four.� he talks like that about time �we�ll meet at half nine� or �i have to leave at half eleven� it pisses me off because it�s too british. are you in too much of a rush to throw in a �past� there bucko? but anyway, now mum thinks that we have gone out two days in a row. thinks this is getting serious. but i don�t want that, not from him. he�s my homeslice now. we saw troy which was pretty good. orlando bloom looked so good. and then we snuck into this film called the big bounce with morgan freeman and charlie sheen. it was random man.
lately i am listening to three cd�s: eskimo joe�s a song is a city, magic dirt�s tough love and jets to brazil�s orange rhyming dictionary. beautiful, beautiful music.
the other night my old diary made me cry. i was reading back and i got to the entry i had written just after canberra boy called me one night after midnight. why did i let him get away? his voice was so nice. i had a really strange year last year boy wise.
and i realise that it has been a year since i have been in a relationship. im starting to get that itch for companionship.
i had a fight with my best friend about two weeks ago over a girl. the one who made him drive all over the city to see her then dumped him so harshly. she said he could see her again, but only to have sex. and he went crawling on back. i told him he was stupid, and washed my hands over the whole thing. but only because i don�t want to have to pick him up again after she dumps him. again.
so now we�re not talking. and it�s breaking me.
25/05/2004 01:59