i love that song, "white flag"...and whoever sings "Flightless Bird American Mouth" love love love it.
Anyways, its 12:10. I get out at 12:15. Im neatly going insane.
I started re-reading Stephen King's "The Stand" today, easily the best book I've ever read. And probably the deepest. Ahh, my childlike ways. Im happy with Spiderwick (lol, atleast the movie)
Sometimes I feel like I'll never be anything but how I am now. I think my problem is that I live in the moment too much. Like...I cant fathom the future. At all. It probably contibutes to my poor planning skills and that I have "no plan for my life". I mean, the basics are defined, roughly. Like, staying with David. Living with him forever. Having a dog. Thats it, basically, thats all I need/want from life. Everything else can do whatever it wants, while Im waiting on that. So, why plan?
David calls my move to California pointless. He says Im going to get out there and not have anyway back to save my butt once I realize nothing will be different, to sum it up. I dont see why. I mean, he may not my rough details for the future, but I do. I've known them forever.
Ah well, home beckons.
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