Listening

I was supposed to go out with a girlfriend in Costa Mesa tonight because it's spring break, but she ended up wanting to go to some country bar that's 18 and over, and 1. That's not my scene 2. I ran out of energy somewhere between the gym and grocery shopping 3. I'm broke 4. I hate country 5. I can't stop starring at my walls and closet thinking about my current life.

My Dad's watching TV with one of his girlfriends, key word: ONE. There's a whole other story right there. Anyways, I've been kinda waiting for them to hurry up patiently so I can watch TV because I don't feel like watching TV in my room which only has a DVD player that works. So I've been sitting here in my room thinking, "wow, i need a new bed spread." Starring at my phone kinda bummed this guy hasn't texted me all day. Sitting dumbfounded, lost, depressed, psycho, nope, def. just overwhelmed with life. Then occasionally I'll hear nameless #3 talk about American Idol and her opinions on the contestants and can already see my Dad's facial expression and wondering what he's thinking about to tune her out.

I got sick of my thoughts and decided to blow dry my hair just so I had some noise to focus on. I would of opened my dinosaur computer sooner, but I really didn't think they would be on the TV this long. Anyways I'm done babbling about absolute nothing. Hope my weird mood leaves soon.  Nope, I hope they leave the TV facility so I can get out of this weird mood! ...Just heard another Coors light can open..

Swallows

Brown Bodies

Its after 9 p.m. on a Tuesday evening and I decided to get a little tan. You know a self confidence boost for the upcoming weekend. Since I didn't workout today-"if you can't tone it, tan it." It was so crowded with men in there waiting, I sat in my car and debated going in. Then I saw this girl I had a class with 4 or more years ago at junior college and I wanted to avoid awkward conversation or awkward eye conversation for that matter...so I drove around and came back to the tanning salon.

The tanning bed is such a weird place for me and probably many others. No matter what-I find myself in that stage of half asleep and half awake. It's where I can control what I'm thinking about, but at the same time drift away so far into my brains thoughts that I wake up confused. It's one of my favorite places to be. Something about being completely and utterly relaxed where I don't have to try and think or not think.

One of my other girlfriends has this, well let's say habit-every time she goes into a tanning booth she has to masturbate. It's probably not that weird, but I'll stick to sanitary places and to drift away in my head until i hear the beep.. beep..beep...wake up Candace.

Her Hair

I WANT it.