•Wednesday•
(You may not understand any of this. I had my notepad out and just wrote just what was on my mind at that very moment. No order, no references. Just totally random...)
... I just want to get home. Blah ... at the same time ... I don't want to. Are my eyes watering again? ... Ok ... that's a yes. I think too much. Eeww ... Playboy? I would love to ride Metro North with someone. That has to be cool. Talking the whole way. Ooooo'k ... sooo ... he carries a knife around now because of September 11th. Someone's not paranoid. Why do I still feel uneasy? I feel ... anxious. I dunno. Ooooo what's reading? .... I like his boots. His head is huge! Note that the headphones... damn lights... What is that sound? Am I the only one who hears it? Helloooo? D'oh! Nevermind. It's because the window's open. Ok ... so ... note that his headphones are extended all the way? Yup ... humongous head. Like ... Dawson's Creek's James Van Derbeek-big. James seriously has a huge head. And his chin ... I mean ... wow. The whole thing. Could you imagine kissing someone with a head that big?
Ok ... why are we stopping? It's an express tarin, dammit! The back of his neck's pretty thick. That's sexy. Well ... of course. You need a thick neck to support that. I need to get a watch. Ugh ... why do I still feel so uneasy? Hmmm ... I wonder if Husani's at the office. I should've called before I left. Should've called Rudy too. I wanted to go see some of the parade but I'm pretty tired. Why do I keep thinking about Aaron? What's that about? I'm pretty sure he doesn't care what I'm doing. Funny though how things just change like that. The hell am I gonna eat for dinner? Yah ... I'm going home. I have to face Keri tomorrow. I swear ... my self-esteem can't get much lower.
