When I started the 'no editing my blog' rule, I wasn't thinking.
But policy is policy and I don't like to be dishonest to myself or anyone else.
Al though I do lie to myself quite a bit.
I was thinking of awesome hang outs the other day.
I had that wicked all day drinking with Crystal, that was an adventure.
That day out at the lake with Jenny was pretty magical.
The long promenade around the West End with Taylor was fun.
The burger I had last night with Neal was delicious.
Late night 18$ breakfast with Dan was super funny.
What I'm getting at is I do my best hang outs one on one.
When there's more than one person around I feel like I gots nothing.
Nothing to offer to the conversation, or I probably think one of the people sucks.
Unless it's a couple, like Alex and Ala, or Neal and Jenny.
They've mind melted into awesome units of hang outs.
I wonder why that is.
Why I'm not good at the posse hang outs.
I lose my sense of center of universe.
Competition for conversation?
What's the matter with me?
What's my point?
Nothing I guess, just trying to get that last entry out of my face.
Haha.
I'm going to go have wicked fried clams with Stephen over in Dartmouth.
I can't afford this, but I need it in my life.
Mostly for the hang outs, mad swac hang outs.