| Current mood: | accomplished |
| Current music: | me and jessica - desperately |
I was awaken this morning by a call from Nicole. It being disgustingly early I almost threw the phone across the room, because you know a shrill ringtone isn't really something anyone enjoys waking up to. A reflex honed by years of shattered alarm clocks and perfected by constant practice. To that end I don't remember being at my coherent or polite best. I had had a late night, or maybe it was a late morning. At 5 a.m. these things simply didn't seem to be important.
Her annoying voice put a skip in my heartbeat and a groggy smile on my face. I honestly don't remember the last time I had talked to her, I think it was a week or so after I went to L.A. I haven't seen her in weeks but it feels that much longer. I miss her more than words could articulate, and certainly I love her more than words should be able to articulate. She is my best friend and my rock steady. Isn't that so corny.
Jack Osbourne, Justin Tosco. I want you both to get journals. Unknown reasons.
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