I wanted to sleep.
but I picked Harry Potter up and read some more. I'm trying to save some chapters for tomorrow.
Then Matt and I are celebrating the coming of HPDH-7 with Applebees and a new Harry Potter shirt.

Yesterday(wednesday), was a delightful evening. Matthew and I had Bob Evans, which was less than mediocre. Then we hit up Goodwill. We found some pretty awesome shirts, and I found a nice/modernish water pitcher.

He had Wolfy practice. Which I graciously called and interrupted and left a voicemail telling him we needed mug-n-bun rootbeer. WELL, he called back later to inform me that Wolfy, Josh and he were coming and we were going to MNB. So, I quickly invited Gregor. Alas, he has people over, but he did invited me and "those sorry asses" over, but, quoted, "most importantly me". So, we went to MNB where they informed us we could not sit there and order that we had to sit in our cars and order. Well see, this created a dilemma with Wolfy, Josh and I. We wanted to sip our rootbeer from mugs, the nice cooled in the freezer mugs. So, we thought about coming to my place, but I have no glasses. Then we thought of Matt's house, and agreed for a moment to go there. Then...I shouted... "lets go to gRegors!". I was like he just invited us over. So, we agreed and Josh called, and gRegor put the glasses in the freezer for us.

We arrived later to gRegors with a gallon of Rootbeer, quart malt, chicken tenderloin, fries and our wonder selves. Gregor was dimple-y. And Suzi and Sheryl were there. Lovely .....ladies. Then DOUG showed up a bit later. It was good seeing him, seeing as I havent seen him since Cornerstone. We all sat around and watched Madea goes to Jail. Haha, funny funny funny. Pictures, laugher ensued. Alas, finally iI ct was past our bedtimes so we departed....but not without a dance that ended in me unzipping Wolfy's biking jersey.....ladies.

Today I sat around and did a lot of nothing. I waited on Jorge to get here. We went and had some yummy boneless wings. Drove around forever, and went to two malls and only got a smoothie. Quite pathetic. Although I do have a new store I am going to check out...

I came back and read a couple chapters of HP6, but saved the last couple sad ones for tomorrow. Le sigh.

[my nails are black
but my skin is pale[ing]
im a lost son of a gun
rasied in a room with no love

fighting your existance
the leftover skin under my nails
i panic often.
you could loose your self in these greens

i skipped out on the race a long time ago
my strength withered and my muscles broke
i was on staged and i choked
i just stand waiting on the light to change.]

I don't know where that came from. I guess somewhere in my head. its nothing really. but its more than ive written in months and months and a year or so. I don't know what awakened it. But it happened once before this week. You have no idea what I'm talking about probably. I just use to write. Thats all. Nothing good. Only sounding good to me for a second. But each second gets you through the day.