laundry day. i have too much to do. i have like five loads and i'm only one boy. when did i get so many clothes?

i went to the oak last night for leslie's b-day and had a good time. i saw a lot of people there that i wasn't expecting to see. i ran into my friend tim whom i used to be in a band with. i've known him since 9th grade and of course we got to talking about the "old skool days." it was all fun and stuff until he said to me, "how the hell did you deal with going to ricky's funeral?" i almost choked on my coke. he caught me off guard. there are only a few people besides me who remember the guy. thank god miss mindy o'hara walked in. i was starting to get choked up talking about rick. she saved the day by taking tim's attention away from what we were talking about.

sometimes i think it's good to talk old times, but sometimes it makes you remember things you've tried to forget. i'll never forget that old chevette. i'll never forget playing the cult "love removal machine" at top volume, i just temporarily tucked them into a corner of my brain for a while. last night it was nice to remember.

only two days until knee day.