What I did with Bet

Weird, I thought I was being expressive not a stoic snake face.

OH WELL.

Singing things in the hallway at the Curries shop.

After the sad

After a sad post induced by messing with serotonin...

I saw my parents and my dad dive-bombed this man guy type friend person that I am supposedly dating at my show.

It's a quick month old, and I'm still a little intimidated about what to do with it. Parent meeting is so official.

I think what's so hard about it is that once you've been in love, you're constantly comparing that experience to new ones. I can't even remember if it took time or if it just clicked.

Slowly he's growing on me.

Sometimes I think about the tracks.

Once again, I turned and pushed. I push and push.

I think it's time to look for a new place. I've worn out my stay and my job's worn me.

I laid there, waiting, then sat aside as it flew by.

What is wrong with me? It would be easier if it had a label.