it's 12:53 am, on April 20, 2002 - willis.

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This won't be a proper entry, since it's quarter to one in the morning. Tonight was another Will night, and as such, ended up being interesting, exciting and depressing all at the same time. He licked my face. He danced for me. Aaron was unimpressed all around. James got high and ate food.

Will and I decided that we deserved each other, because in the end, we're always the bad guy. that we should get married and have a kid for the express purpose of fucking it up.

One difference was Monika's home now, so that now there's three of us. Will wanted to go out dancing. Aaron wanted to go get high on the beach. Aaron's mother was there, and she said she wanted to take Aaron home, away from all this craziness. Dude, if I were her, I'd want to take Aaron home away from all that craziness. Fuck, I'm not his mother and part of me wants to take him away from it anyway.

I didn't drink, again. Will was coming onto me. etc etc. I listened to barenaked ladies on the way home, and just as I was parking the car, they sang: "I go to school, I write exams, if I pass, if I fail, if I drop out does anyone give a damn". yes. great strides into moping. those are uninteresting.

and everything else is kind of circumstantial.

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