| why Marshmellow discos |
[03 Jul 2005|03:15am] |
so Abby called, around 2 or 2.30, and we were talking for a while because Marshmellow was supposedly due home in a few minutes, and Abby was feeling a little lonely (apparently everyone was asleep over there). well, we were having an interesting conversation about dreams and classes and whale poo when we suddenly realized an hour and a half had flown by, and Marshmellow had still not returned home from work. he was supposed to close up, but i mean, come on! how long could it possibley take the boy to wipe off the counters and turn off the lights?!
anyway, we started coming up with several theories of why he was late, including one that involed him, disco, and a hula skirt made of lettuce. when confronted with this theory, the Marshmellow threatened to return to work.
..but we know the real reason he wanted to go back, don't we Abby?
oh yes.... we do...
we do..........
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[03 Jul 2005|04:01am] |
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Damien Rice - Blower's Daughter (two thumbs up for repeat 1) |
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times like these, when it's late and you're lonely, and no one else is up... they're probably God's way of saying "go to bed."
but i'm not tired... not really. i mean a little, i guess, but that's my body, not me. i just wish there was someone to talk to... meh.
last time i felt like this, it was also four in the morning. I'd just finished watching some movies Darci brought over, but Darci and Rach were asleep. and the movies had a sad ending. so i was sad. but there was no one awake to give me a hug...
i need a hug...
/sadness.
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