Locked in the trunk of my car, again.

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Thursday, January 19, 2006

Bobby! Whitney! Say it ain't so!

I've been day dreaming quite a bit lately. I'll be watching tv, or reading or doing whatever and my mind'll just drift off. Maybe it's because i've been kinda bummed out, maybe it's because i'm starting to be really impatient for summer to come back, i don't know. It's always the same day dream too, or rather it's always the same memory i go back too. It's me and Chubby Chaser, back when we lived on Centrale St. In LaSalle. It was our first apartment and we really liked it there. During the summer, when CC would get home from work, we'd sit on the front balcony together, he'd have a beer i'd smoke a joint, and we'd talk about our day while listening to Tool. Lately i've been thinking about that a lot. So much that sometimes it's like i'm not remembering, but my body is... that might sound retarded but i can't explain it any other way.

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