It's Late I'm Cold

listening to: naomi carmack

i decided i'd try and wait up for mibi tonight.
rather then toss and turn in my bed for several hours,
then get up and shower--brush my teeth--eat grapefruit--drink tea.

e t c e t e r a.

but i don't know if i can pull it off.
i haven't been sleeping well the last several nights.
i've got alot of bullshit raping my mind.
and despite constant "talks" from my relatively and extremely
close friends..i'm finding it difficult to not be sad..annoyed..hurt.
eve is feeling the weight of the universe weighing her down.
too many things--all at once.
eve + stress = seriously fucked up.
or more so, just extremely pissed, annoyed, weepy..etc.

.: s h r u g :.

life is full of incredibly trite, pathetic and ridiculous situations.
chalk it up to expierence right? maybe.
or...just do what i did today.
use a photo-copy machine and alot of stamps. heh. and other stuff.
but if i shared that part--i'd be disclosing vital information that at
this time is only attainable by the love of my life, mibi.

my heart hurt's.
if anyone know's a remedy for missing the person you love.
i'd greatly appreciate the recipe. at this point, valium and rooibo tea
is just not cutting it. *pout*

im out :.
love
~e

ps. for mibs:
i keep listening to the cd's you made us.
over and over like a broken cd player on skip--or
repeat, or something. i'm glad you made more then one.

hehehe.