friday nights are weird and have always been, i guess.
it always feels different. like anticipation..something MIGHT happen..cause anything can happen.or dread…youknow whats up /going on..but you will not be attaending..so you cant wait for the day/eve to be over.
im not really either place. hmm..lets see paris’s bday at spyder?
ornice mix.
home listening to peter gabriel and massive attack and koolkeith.organizing my files,
trying to finish a few jobs and write letters to those that owe me major monies.
i figure i ve tried the email..phone route- this might be ok. seem more official.
dl’s last night was funny.
brought ur up there..she is so confidant its bizarre.
even tell-it-like-it-is was disarmed ..funny.
i didnt realize how much i missed helmi etc till this week.
i can never go this long w/out seeing the dawgs. nute kills me.look at him!?
ok i think i need to go over andd see them
best line right now:
words they climb all over u..till they uncover you.
(from’love2bloved'{?})-S.Peter Gabriel)