where's your head at, son?

i'm with meg this weekend. we spent the majority of yesterday passed out in her room. the latter part of the evening was spent at dave and busters for her birthday celebration, where i got a little tipsy or buzzed. but their LIT was week and the only other alcohol i had was a shot of jameson. so, yeah. not exactly the limelight of drunkness for me.

i've been doing a lot of pondering. it's... simply what i do at times like these.

i am reminded of the weekend before aaron and i got together. but only vaguely, because no circumstance is ever the same the second time around (nor are the people, of course.)

it's been a fun weekend though. and i'm so unprepared for school this week. tonight will be spent with me, reading and writing a paper for bio and finishing my bio homework. then tomorrow will be spent, after classes, going over to manhasset store to get "ceremony" by silko to read for tuesday's class. so i'm excited. and then on tuesday i get my bio test back, have play writing work to mock up and have native american lit, followed by - you guessed it - work.

at least i have the weekend off next week. i'm excited about maybe doing something adventurous. it should be good, but... who knows.

maybe i'll plan something with hobbit, v, robbie and them. mike's on vacation that week, so i'm sure he'll be done for anything interesting to. and i can wrangle up stragglers around the parts. i could even go off and bother other people, who i haven't seen in awhile.

aha! which leads me to the fun moments that may possibly occur monday or tuesday night at work.

the best way to start this is by asking (if you're reading, of course, and more so for my subconscious to truly ponder the meaning of): was there ever that person, that one person, who was always around, who you always had feelings for (even if just a little bit) who caught your attention that you never thought anything would happen with?

that's this guy, to me.

his name's tom. we've known each other for about five years now, courtesy of queens college. but we've only hung out a few times. and at one point, for a short brief time, we hung out quite a bit. and got pretty damn close to dating. as in, i think we sort of might have been dating. but i don't know, it all sort of fell through the cracks.

and i only saw him once after that (he periodically likes to visit me at my job; which is always nice.)

so he and i caught up a bit, and we're going to be meeting up (or he's going to come a-visiting) on monday or tuesday night. but i have the hardest time reading people.

i have the hardest time with everything emotional these days. i suck at it, which is fantastic for spectators, but for me it's pretty damn lousy.

meg's back with breakfast. i'll write more later.

-aleey