//mood//slightly.perturbed
//song//again.i.go.unnoticed : dash

//only[three]kinds
[~]snow
[~]corn
[~]frosted

those are the only kinds of flakes that like. all other flakes need not apply.

ugh...i cannot, cannot stand it when people flake on me...especially, especially when they don't have the common courtesy to at least call. sweet be-jeeb-us...it just irks me intensely.

sometimes i wonder if there's a big sign on my head that reads please, i'm begging you, please flake out on me.

last night was just a little too much like deja vu for my liking.

oh well...

no need to dwell on it any longer than necessary...i'm sure that i'll get a decent explanation eventually...maybe she got stuck in auditions...i'll find out on monday, or tomorrow...whatever.

people usually don't flake out on me all that often...it just sucks a whole lot of ass when it does happen.

i guess this kind of consequence is part of the risk entailed in meeting as many people as i've been meeting in the past week...i've met a lot of people, and the year has just begun...

i'll have other opportunities to hang out with people.

the thing that pisses me off most is the fact that i feel like the night was wasted...but, whatever, it's only one night. i'll manage, i'll live, i'll reschedule.

//my.actions+ambiguity
if i were to be a superhero...i think i'd end up being ambiguous man...and i'd have a sidekick known as flamboyant boy. i don't take being heterosexual seriously really...if you're on friendster, just take a look at the testimonials that i give my guy-friends...i don't know, my sexual preferences are just there, and i think it's fun to joke about it. i'm really comfortable being ambiguously straight. you could say that i'm a closet-hetero...

despite the video that nicole has of bo and myself at powerhouse...

i wouldn't mind being ambiguous man...i'd have that cape...a different cape to match all my different outfits...my archenemy would be ryan seacrest...i'd watch football on monday nights, and queer eye on thursday nights...my superhero abilities would include the random dance break.

the more comfortable that i've gotten with it, the more fun/funny i think it is that some would consider me iffy...or misconstrue my sexuality.

//hash.browns.that.taste.like.eggs
okay...i just had breakfast @ school from the titan grill...it was a last resort, but i was hella hungry. the hash browns were green and tasted like eggs, and the eggs tasted like something else...the only good thing that came from my breakfast were the two slices of bacon that tasted like bacon and were the color of bacon. otherwise, it was utter crap. but, i'm not hungry anymore, right? i hope so.

so quiet, another wasted night.