i think the period after coffee and conversation is my most creative, yet i don't do much with it these days.
do random phrases, sentences, and even words pop into your head? i tend to write some of them down in random spots, but it's all really seperated. i should start collecting them. in the bathroom a second ago i had something mock profound but it is gone now.
i still haven't seen steph erschens, alex johnson, or seth. i should change that. i still have no job, but that's not something to complain about. today i went a bit crazy and cleaned and organized the tools in the basement. i also threw away a bunch of stuff. i should ask mommy if that was okay. i'm sure it was. soon i'll be throwing away chemicals and cleaning supplies that haven't been touched in years. going through the tools was odd. it was like a stroll through a hardware store of the late 80s/early 90s. so many price tags from pamida. bla, i've lost it. already coming down from caffeine.
jay is coming over tomorrow most likely. i met his younger brother today. he called something gay. i wanted to inform him his brother, his mother, and his father were all queers. he was young and very obnoxious. i should have run him over.
emma has left me for kansas, woe. i did procure an amazing mix cd, though.
the things we did and didn't do.