after sliding down some stairs in sleeping bags, getting yelled at by the neighbors, hanging out with the drunk surfer guy that lived below, running into interesting circumstances, sleeping in a royal family sized bed(s) and eating the best burgers ever, i certainly enjoyed my weekend visiting kyle.

i closed a page the other night and parted ways with the fellow. it seemed that things werent right .. and havent been right in a long time. and now i have to suffer the consequences of being formerly attached to a guy who's friends are creatively self-dubbed "the fab five" and carry a grudge like an old jewish mother. but i have my friends that will help me through and offer incouraging advice such as "you were too good for him anyway" and "he was always immature" ... it helps.

so i saw the pirates of the caribbean ... and it has sparked an urge to run away and marry a pirate, preferably orlando bloom ... but then again what straight female doesnt? so that takes the originality out of that fantasy. but it would be cool to have one of those feathered hats. johnny depp was also fabulous ... as if he isnt always ... but the walk really did it for me. he achieved the ultimate male strut. i mean, if i ever saw a man walk like he walks in that movie ... whoo nelly.

so anyway, its late, i just at alot of crab tonight, and im bored as hell.

writing about nothing seems to come easier ...