eatdixx's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- and you could have it all, my empire of dirt hello. i am stronger, now. i'm making some mixcds at the moment, and they're taking up way too much time and concentration. i really enjoy the process, however. the finished article has to be something that i'm proud enough to exhibit - and be represented by. it's tough. or you could just slap some songs together. but when you're given the opportunity to share music with someone, i just don't know how you could do it casually. it's an art. ANYWAY. THIS STUPID FUCKING MOLL at the tram stop kept tapping her foot on the ground, chewing gum, looking my way, tap tap tap... the whole seat tapped in time. we sat there for... a few minutes, me looking at the side of her head pointedly, seat still jiggling, i'm getting aggravated, check the time, 9 minutes, play a game on my phone. get angry. i'm sure they fucking sabotage the games so you can't win. you get to a point where you can't go any further. not when you reach the highest level, but... argh. anyway, she turned out to be lovely, her name is paula. she said 'see ya around, you're nice' as she jumped out the door and gave me a big smile and a wave. i looked at the other drab lookin dicks and i was proud of breaking the tram code of silence. 11:58 p.m. - 2005-07-27 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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