LIVE

wow i had a good weekend! Thursday night i got to see my favorite "sort of local" band. Ethan Durelle keeps gettin better and better. They played at Fitzwilly's. It was a very eventfull night, especially for a person whom shall remain nameless... She had a moment with her band boy (eye contact and everything) from Ethan, and got hit on...yeah...all in the same night. Too bad that the band boy wasn't the one that hit on her. But next time, I'm sure that he will have something other to say than "thanks." He will have a long time to think about the perfect words to say, and when the moment is right, he will speak them beautifully...hehe...."Hi, my name is Jeff...you look really sweaty...do you need a handkerchief...maybe a beach towel...it looks like the sweat is coming in waves." (sigh) hahaha.

uh-oh

When i got dressed this morning at 7:00...i failed to realize that the shirt that i borrowed from Stephanie's closet (thanks steph) was a tad bit see through. It's mostly black so i don't think that it is that bad...it's worse in the light. I am trying to put myself in a vampire's shoes...ya know...stay away from the sun or it will burn a hole in ya. It really doesn't bother me that much to wear a see through shirt...it kinda feels good in the heat...but i'm trying to look out for the people that see me in it... i don't want to trip anybody up. I have also been thinking about the old ladies in my home town that wear see through material all of the time. I wonder if their husbands tell them that it is see through. When im old and married, im gonna wear see through shirts all the time...hehe...it would be nice and breezy and it would be fun to see if anybody told me that my shirt was see through..

feel it

I had to stop myself the other day when i realized that i was moving my hand in a diva-like fashion while listening to a Jet song in my car...actually I laughed and will probably do it again at a drive-through near you.

glass windows

I just hung my certains! I love the window in my room. Maybe with the curtain there, people will look out of the window more. Because i enjoy it so much, I want other people to see what I see. Sometimes that works, sometimes it doesn't. I could change the curtains or paint the wall to try to make people see what I love. I could talk about the window and point at it. I could alawys stand by the window and smile. Some people need time to love what I love. People are different. My window doesn't change. People's perspectives do. Look. What you find may prove to be something more than a tree, a water sprinkler, and occasionally a squirl. Find something that you can't see with your eyes.