like you like me
you've got
your life
i've got
mine
we've got
dinner,
talk and
wine
i like
you like
me just
fine
and then...
when i'm
a bad
memor
y
and you
are a
past-tense
"he"
we'll know
i loved
you loved
me
but we'll
blame it
on the
wine
trauma, paige
you've got
your life
i've got
mine
we've got
dinner,
talk and
wine
i like
you like
me just
fine
and then...
when i'm
a bad
memor
y
and you
are a
past-tense
"he"
we'll know
i loved
you loved
me
but we'll
blame it
on the
wine
my father's father was born of the thomas stock before his adoption by the petersons. he took "thomas" as his first name in commemoration of that heritage. all of his male progeny (six total - two sons, four grandsons) bear the "thomas" namesake in one fashion or another (five middles, one first).
with all due respect to another gentleman, i have finally decided to implement a plan hatched by my esteemed associates and me during college: nomenclatural coup d'état. in the interests of disambiguation and aesthetics, i am unofficially changing my name to Scott Thomas. please update your records.
i am gogo dancing tonight at the east village boys party @ the hose (225 ave b, btwn 13/14) from 10pm on.
all-day interview at google. six interviewers, two whiteboard marker deaths, lunch and a t-shirt.
i got a job offer from a new york trading firm. with bonuses, i could be making six figures.
it's almost 3am tuesday. i've been talking a lot today. saying a lot about my family. and myself. also talking to some of my family. and myself. i feel really weird. right now. yesterday too. i feel like if i were paying attention, i would feel really weird all the time.
normalcy is just another kind of laziness.
reading in cold blood its good so far
new roommate is moving in val from france
sometimes realism seems impossible to me
and punctuation makes me want to throw up