you know that warm feeling you get when you're home? when you sleep in your own bed. when the one you love hugs you after you haven't seen them in a while.
that's the way i feel now that i'm back in atlanta. ever since i moved here at twenty-one, i've felt at home. there's a sort of peace, a real 'family' feeling.
which brings me to my point of posting... tonight was such a fun night. there was nothing special about (o.k., maybe one thing) it; just an ordinary night. but around me were people i cared about and who make me happy. who make me feel like... just great.
i went to burkhart's to see craig and met trent there as well. big ole slut he is. (i love ya...) he's really not a slut. he just plays one on t.v. kyle and justin strolled through as i was leaving for hoe down's.
there i saw wesley, ryan, nate, brandon, sam, john, don, tom and even jim...
are we in a movie? 'cause sometimes it seems that way. ya know? like they're leading roles for best friends, supporting roles for aquaintances and then there are the extras. make sense?
anyway... craig and trent made a fabulous, grand entrance to hoe down's about the time the ugly lights were scheduled to shine. they whisked us -- me, nate and brandon -- out to the waffle house.
oh lord.
all the money in the world could not afford entertainment like we have. man. is trent ever without something hilarious spilling from his mouth? haha. give the man a shot and he'll entertain you for days. like that fish story... give a man a fish and...
oh, i failed to mention the way we arrived... in style in the jeep with the top off. it was grand. especially since whitney houston was sittin' up at the bar with her short, short somethins on. then craig told us about a heterosexual experience he had had...
you think i could charge people to listen? watch? not that! i mean our group. the people at starbucks liked us. thought we were entertaining. and those tonight. well, the one table couldn't comprehend english but the others liked us. you know they did.
i'm home now and can't sleep, really. maybe it's because i haven't tried. yeah, probably that.
we're going to church in the morning. perhaps i should take a shower and sleep a bit. i'd hate to walk in the door and make people think i drowned myself in the communion bottle.
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Sorry about church, but getting in at 4:30 a.m. doesn't do me well for trying to get up and worship God and all that stuff. BTW, where the hell have you been all day? Have you wound up in some hotel room all day bound up where you can't answer your phone? Last time I take you for a ride in the Jeep with the top down!!
Oh my God and when I didn't think it could get any worse! I didn't come back from Vegas to be on Waffle House's payroll. I think I'll keep my day job since I love it, but I'll be there to support you Trent!
being as how i still don't have a job, i'll be there. just tell me what time. especially if...
i've had a mathew day, craig. when you didn't call for church by noon, i went back to sleep.
the rest of the day i've just been glued to the television. my phone is on silent... haven't even checked the messages. will call you tomorrow.
ok I can sleep now, glad to see you're all right!
Had some special guests at Starbucks today that would have loved to have seen you and spent quality time. At one point I told Trent I felt like we were doing a talk show when I asked one of them questions about their life! (Correct usage)
Maybe I should try putting my phone on silent and having a Craig day.
i love days to myself. i need them to recharge.
who were the special guests???
you and trent can do nothing without my persmission. we have a contractual agreement that i'm your manager!
I have to get their permission to give out their names on the Blog, they may want royalties!
I can't wait to see Trent's response to the permission thingy. I pity you as our manager too, since it doesn't pay well. Guess it's time to fire up the Kirby ; )
there are no royalties paid for being on my blog. as i've mentioned, it's an HONOR to be on here.
haha.
i'm about to call you. i hate suspense.
someone just knocked on my door trying to sell me one of those damn kirby things.
i told them i already had a friend who was a dyson.
Well you must have misplaced my number since my phone hasn't rung all day!
Does this mean I'm now a Dyson instead of a Kirby or Hoover? I'm going to have to research the Dyson since I've never heard of it.
well one thing about being a dyson...there ad promotes the fact that it never looses suckkkktion....hehee=) or so they say...ive never actually been with you...ummm used one of those vacs before....LOL
vacuum cleaner jokes taken to the extreme, film at 11.
I understand the fish quote, but I like what Terry Pratchett did with it better. I did a bit of art on the matter. http://airlemental.net/works.html
3 over, 3 down labeled "skeleton terry". :P
I'm a bad person sometimes >:)
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