"Too Much Silence Can Be Misleading" -J.Johnson-

I wonder who Jack Johnson wrote that for.
Some of the best songs I have ever heard are so intense, that I can't help but wonder who the inspiration was. I wonder what the person was like, what made them so loveable, what made them so memorable, what made them so amazing?

I talked to Julian last night till about almost 5 a.m. I told him that I thought our relationship was a disaster because we were so wrong for each other. I said this after I accused both of us of having an artificial conversation, which I completely hate. I asked "what would you do if everytime we talked anymore, it was an aritficial conversation?" He replied "I'd go nuts. I would hate it. It could never be that way."

Artificial conversations drive me insane. I would rather not even talk. You know the kind...."so how ya been? Yeah I've been busy with school and work. Oh, really? Yeah, everyone's ok. Have you talked to so-and-so?"...........I HATE HATE HATE those.

I also let him know that he made me feel insignificant and replaceable....hahaha He disagreed and I laughed it off saying "it's not up for debate, it's plainly how you made me feel."
I told him that I don't think we really sat down to think about the risk we took when we took our friendship to another level. He couldn't piece together why I was laughing. If anyone knows me well, they would know that when there is nothing else to do, no other way to feel, I laugh about it. I laughed because it is over. I laughed because I wish him well, and I do miss him sometimes (the Julian I knew b4 we dated), but I think he thinks there is something more.

How do you know when someone is out of your system? How do you know when enough is enough? How can we know how long to stay and when to go? Why is it easier for some to move on, but not so easy for others? Part of me wants nothing to do with him, the other half reminds me that we were once very close.

Lilly just called me up- perhaps a short visit at my favorite drinking establishment? We'll see.

Oliver heard me chewing on ice today at work and goes "Ah, I see someone has sexual frustrations." I was like "wha'???" I guess someone chewing on ice and someone peeling beer labels off of bottles = sexual frustration. News to me!
Anyway, the last quote on QOTD will make sense now. Enjoy!

QOTD
"I wanna look like swiss cheese."
-Brad B.-

"I am so bored, my testicles are dropping."
-Oliver-

"I guess it's true. When I'm not getting any, there are labels everywhere."
-Oliver-