Yesterday was decent. After work I came home, changed clothes and then drove to Grapevine to meet Tom for dinner at Macaroni Grill. The waitress, Kel, was hitting on me I think. Either that or she wanted a fat tip.
Tom and I both realized that we weren't very hungry after our food came, so dinner [...]
Posts on ‘December 8th, 2001’
bowling, Thailand and photoshoots
the scrape
The rattle of various bottles
in the refrigerator door.
The scrape of my spoon on the
bottom of the sugar bowl.
The flick
flick
flick
of a lighter
on its last leg.
And I wish you were here.
These bathroom tiles will
soak up the sweat of a
thousand more nights.
All of them without you.
