TIL YOU FEEL BETTER
07.01.2005 | 10:42 AM

THE TONE WAS SET IN THE FIRST 4 WORDS OF MY JOB INTERVIEW OUT HERE...
"WHY ARE YOU LATE?"
I SUPPOSE I CAN KISS THAT WELL PAYING JOB WITH EXCELLENT BENIFITS, A FRIENDLY STAFF AND NO DRESS CODE GOODBYE.
IM SUCH A GODDAMN IDIOT.
BUT MY NEW ROOM MATE IS THIS BUCKING BRONCO RIDING STOMPY BOOTED RIGHTEOUS BABE.
SHE TAKES ME DRINKING AND DANCING.
I THINK I LOVE HER.
IM GOING TO SEATTLE FOR THE WEEKEND.
SEND ME MONEY.
I MISS YOU ALREADY.