i find myself eating more special treats and downloading more metal more and more
fruity pebble madness
old man gloom
spaced out
feels like a dream
feels great

narrating the past

toby the puppy...toby bites hard. he gnaws on lauren's hands and arms, and she likes it. we're taking lauren to the airport in an hour or so. i think i will be okay when she leaves, since i have already spent a good amount of time crying about it and calling my ex. i got this feeling of, "everyone important in my life has left/is going to leave the state." lauren is calling me but i can't stop typing. her dog is crying because he is in the cage because he bites everything in sight...including my boots/hand. i have a gash in the palm of my hand from him, but i am still going to miss him. jeff is making spaghetti. i am really sleepy right now.

so i met jarel at the dollar theater. he already had his ticket when i got there, and he didn't offer to buy mine. i didn't know how to feel about this. i didn't know if i should feel surprised that i even expected him to buy mine in the first place. astro boy reminded me of metropolis. i like jarel. he was stoned when i got there. afterward he asked me what i was going to do. i told him i had to help my friend chris write an essay. i drove toward my house and pulled over at a taco cabana. i just reread this paragraph and realized i am narrating the past. i am disturbed. i am stopping now.