mybestkungfu's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- every man dies but not every man truly lives some disjointed stuff: hockey fever has hit the city. it's the playoffs. there's an energetic atmosphere everywhere. people are so excited around here. they have such cute baby jerseys at the Flames' store. it makes you want to have a baby so you could put a little red jersey on him and when the Flames' score you could throw the baby (overhand) onto the ice and people would cheer. i like walking into the middle of situations. i like being alone in a crowd. i like coming home and people are already over and they're having a conversation that began before you got there and you get to just be there without anyone noticing. i like putting away clothes and underwear from the night before strewn about in the livingoom without having to look anyone in the eye. i like having a junk food stash in other people's apartments and when you decide to come over and they're gone, you can feed yourself while snooping through their personal belongings. i like meeting up with people at strange hours. like planning to meet at midnight to watch cartoons. or 3am at the pizza joint by your place. or 7am at a shower near you. i'm moving in 11 days. i go back to classes in 13 days. i'm leaving the country in 6 months. funny how people like to accuse others of the sins they themselves are prone to commit. on the contrary, love IS NOT enough. especially when one of you is Satan. 10:43 a.m. - Apr. 19, 2004 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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