8:00 p.m. - 2005-02-10
I really don't.
Strike that. I do know. I try to be a smartass.. and EVERYTIME it comes and bites me on the ass. EVERY FUCKING TIME.
So what happened this time?
Brian emailed me.
Yeah. That one... that Brian.
See, I was trying to be a smartass the other night when I got home from the bar and wrote him some email about how its been a year since he emailed me.. and then he fucking emails me... and he tells me that he's looking into where he s going to do his residency and one of the places is...... TAMPA.
TAMPA people.. mother fucking my town Tampa.
Yeah. I almost fell out of the chair too.
In his email he sounds like he's really happy.. busy but happy. Did I mention that he's single? He and the saint of an ex didn't work out after all.
I'm just in shock. Pure and simple shock. I really didn't ever expect him to email me back.... so yeah... that was my day. Tomorrow is Friday.. thank God. I'm going to go take a bath and like, read or something... I gotta stop freaking out over this. It was just an email.. only one.. and it means nothing.. I'm just soooo surprised he did it.