look at your face, when all i can see was myself looking back at me (reflection) and all i could do was think about sleeping next to you.
4:17 a.m. - 08.16.05

my birthday is next month. i think it'll be alright this year. doug and i decided to have a party at his house. if you're in vancouver around the 16th or 17th of september, bring $5 and your own pineapple to my bros, and you'll have a great time drinking rum through straws with drink umbrellas in pineapples. yeap. big 19.

(donald hawken, if you're still in van, call me. if you can't get me at home, try my work 604.875.6065)

doug is taking me to dinosaur jr. at the end of this month. i hope he remembers to get tickets, and i can find an id. woot! dinosaur fucking jr.! i'm stoked.

so, i guess this boy that i am waiting to call me (yes yes i know, don't wait by the phone) isn't calling? maybe he will call later, if at all? who knows. maybe i should call the other boy back? whatever. he wears sandles, and billabong, plays football, and loves kokanee. he also does have cute roommates, and loves graffiti...hmmmm. let's see...pros cons...he's kinda dumb. ok, we'll just be friends.

anyway, i am off to my work to grab a coffee, maybe get my markout, and have a cigarette with a co-worker. then i may head to jamie quast's house to watch a cher movie with him (i found out he loves cher). anyway, take care loves.

i am either moving out with whatever birthday money i get, or i am asking for a flight to calgary. i think i will try to movie first though. peace out.

xoxosp♥

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