its probably about being away from home, right? missing her cats, the people she worked with, that such, right?

but... maybe.

i had a can of mountain dew in my pocket tonight.

dont ask.

but, it was there, open.

and, hence, when i sat down i felt a wet trickle in my pants.

heh.

that could only happen to crayon yo.

but not really. it could happen to anyone.

i saw the grandpa today, before i came back up. he looked better. the grandma was feeding him dinner.

the total look of trust he had was something else buddy.

the other day i was talking with a friend... the same friend who introduced me to the girl, actually... and she said, jokingly, that i disgust her.

and for a brief moment i had this feeling the girl was saying that.

but she wasnt.

im sposed to set up a follow up visit to the doctors. eh.

im wonderin bout the girl, yo, what with the feeling she gave me before she went to bed. and i know she didnt go, if anything she's laying there thinking right now, a million thoughts running through her mind.

so thats what im gonna do. im gonna head out, lay in bed, read a little, read some more. wake up early to finish unfinished work. hope the girl contacts me somehow. email, phone, doesnt matter. i just want to know shes smiling.

gnight folks.