two years ago

i was seeing watching the original transformers movie from the eighties with my best friends. i was in the grips of a whirlwind romance. and i was as close to being happy as ive ever been i suppose.

this morning i woke up from the first non-nightmare i've had about a certain ex of mine. in fact, it was kind of a nice dream, a dream about how she could have possibly been if she wasn't a total fucking horrid bitch.

i started working on a novel. horror, of course.


transformers 2 tonight. i cannot fucking wait.