here's what i was just thinking: i put so much of myself into my former blog, the one that i was --politely requested-- to remove from the internet, that i don't want it to just exist in my own computer anymore. if anyone would like entries from my former blog regarding a person, place, event, topic...just email me (or sign my guestbook) and ask. i think some people have a right to it, including those i've written about.

i may edit. but probably my conscience won't let me. hmmm.

so, on to other things...i had a nice two days' break off work. tuesday angel and i hung out in a taco joint parking lot, cruised campustown with her dog, ate ice cream, picked up some stuff from a guy at a pizza place, and thereafter promptly ran into my uncle's wife and her problem children. oooooops. the night just got weirder from there. left a note on andrew's car to come over to angel's house, then she and i got really wacky at her apartment. he came over, thought we were a bit out of control, and left. er. i went home a couple hours later. wednesday i went to the library, shopped at the organic grocers, and then got a phone call from andrew. wanting to get something from me. at work. so i picked him up and we went driving around, and all of a sudden he's confiding in me about girl troubles, and i told him to write a letter to her, and he said he already had one written, and had me read it to see what i thought! i had no idea he thought of me as that kind of a friend. this is an 18-year-old boy who is fairly introverted, except for his party side. anyway, i gave him my best advice, and i believed this would stop me feeling anything for him.

i think it maybe hasn't worked like that so far, but i'm hoping. we hang around a lot together at work, and i think the other high school boys are giving him shit about me. oh well. most of them are starting to warm up to me as well. it's funny that the little bad things i do make some people respect me more. they're young. they don't know a lot of people, or a lot of different types of people, yet.

i am getting too profound for myself. who can guess what all i've been up to tonight? seriously, let's make a bet. see who knows me best. it's a saturday night and i chose to stay home and do.....what? there's a prize in store for the lucky winner.

i am so full of toxins. timmy the toxin, salut!