02.01.14

10:24 p.m.

so.

sitting in room 25, watching tokyo tv, eating carl's jr, and life is good.

life is real good. i like life.

i was sitting in room 25 because you-know-who, it seems, was envited to visit the house in which i live. haha. funny.

and when this is announced, i figure, you know, i can either:

(a) sit in my room, all hermit like, alone, feeling bad about myself because i, at times, wish the blackest of all deaths to all of those that i come in contact with on a daily basis,

or,

(b) i could light out, get a motel room, and maybe (possibly), for once, watch something that i want to watch on the television.

and eventually i chose choice b.

i chose life!

haha.

yeah, i chose b. packed a bag real quick and walked for a while and eventually found a place.

and i guess you could take all this as either an example of my lunacy (which i'm sure many will), or, you could take it as an example of the dedication i have to my beliefs.

either one, it's up to you.

i don't care.

but lunacy or not- it was good, room twenty five. hey!hey!hey! and cable access, bbq double westerns and cigarettes smoked inside. but mostly peace and quiet. and peace and quiet, when found together, are the bestest.

and today at work, i see the girl. and we are talking. and it is quite a nice thing.

a nice thing indeed.

and, eventually, this is what i figure out:

nice moments- filled with pretty girls, who seem to be interested in what you have to say- are worth all the shit in the world.