when you’re trying to have a conversation and you’re both talking about completely different things and it’s like hi I’d like to reach an end to this can u not
Sometimes I just say things as they pop into my head and then I’m like why the heck would I say that who cares? Like can u not
Guys I have made the only body-based cartography shirt you will ever need
omg
I cannot contain my levels of want
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So we had our second date this evening. We saw the Spazmatics, this silly 80s cover band, at a park with her dad and her neighbor. It was the kind of awkward because like her whole family was there kinda awkward, but really comfortable. I really feel at ease around her, so much so that meeting her dad wasn’t even (that) stressful. He’s a pretty cool guy and I think he liked me.
Oh, and I asked her to be my girlfriend. She said yes. That was pretty great too.
Still smiling like a dolt. Will check back in later.
Noah, this reminds me of you
Why?
(Source: beckycomber)
It’s been a while. Last time I wanted to write, I was too happy to form words. I think that’s a good excuse for not being able to write an entry. I’ll take that when I can.
This past week has been a lot of fun. I’ve been doing housework a lot and the hunt for a job is still proving fruitless. It’s really upsetting how nobody wants to hire you just because you happen to have a late birthday and not be 18 yet. I mean seriously, Papa Johns. Your company knowledge encompasses procedures which could be repeated with the utmost certainty by a 10-year-old. And I can’t deliver your sucky pizza to your ugly customers because I’m not registered for the selective service? I’ve held jobs, I can drive, I don’t mind the smell of pizza, and I pay taxes. And I’m not capable to perform your high-risk job of pizza delivery? It’s not like if I’m in an accident you cover me in any way, regardless of my age.
Anyway, apart from that, things are going well. Things are starting to go really well, and everyone involved is excited. It’s a good time to be me. We’ll leave it at that.
Today I got high with a friend of mine who I’ve wanted to do stupid, rambunctious stuff with since before I even smoked. Even before I had the conviction to smoke, I’ve wanted to smoke with this guy. And I finally did, and it was just as great as I’d hoped. Seriously, it’s been too long since I had bro’d down with him, and this was just perfect.
Friends are being silly, but that’s not new. I’m being silly, but that’s too be expected. Tomorrow, I have another date! I’m going to see the Spazmatics with her and her dad. I think it will be a fun time, and even if the band is suckish, I’m sure we’ll still find a way to have a good time. I’m always so comfortable and happy around her, there’s no way tomorrow could be not fun. Super excited.
With Father’s Day on the horizon, let’s all pause and give thanks to our dads for their part in raising us, unless they had no part in which case it’s just Sunday and you should go for a bike ride or go to the beach because it’s awesome. So there!
not now boner
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No, literally. Last night I had the most mundane dream I think I’ve ever had. I went to In-n-Out. I ordered a burger and a turkey sandwich (which, I’ll admit, is a little outrageous for In-n-Out but still), ate my food, and right when I was leaving, I woke up. It was very nice.
“Everyone’s a Democrat until they get a little money. Then they come to their senses.” — Mr. Weir, Freaks and Geeks