June 14, 2005

  • I called the number the drummer guy left me. I was disappointed to hear tha chic say he wasn't staying there anymore. It was great hearing him call back with hid own place and number. He said something on my voicemail that made me happy for lie 30 seconds. I was smiling to myself. He told me he felt it. He said it was fate man. So all we need now is to buy a set. I can't exactly nail down his nail. I don't know if it's Sal or Juan. I'll just call him Red like he said in the voicemail. Well I don't wanna write on another page so I'll just talk about the chics I met on this page. I was looking for chics to "party with" but I didn't ofcourse. Shavonna, is a cool chic, but she calls a lot. I like her personality though. Kinda young and squarish, but in touch with her sexuality. That will always earn points with me. Monica is a little more my type. You know out of my league, a party girl, and something else I forgot. She stays pretty far from me. They both do, but Shavonna the furthest. I like Monica more because I am fucked up obvioulsly and it's written all over her too. I haven't met either chic up to this point, but I'm an idiot. i will never meet the one I want and then blow it with the one I do. Dam chatline. Dam hopeless idiot.
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