letter to rob

hey...i wish i could've talked to you longer but i guess you had to go. here are some pictures of us from shannon's birthday. she just gave me them yesterday. these ones are obviously before she got completly ripped but i snuck in a few of those on my camera (mwahahahaha), those should be good.

i got sick again last week. again! i was home all week, so i really went all out this weekend and now i'm paying for it. i shouldn't have smoked all those cigarettes. i feel like i'm going to cough out a lung or something. last night someone sprayed pepper spray on the dancefloor at pipeline so that didn't help either.

before pipeline we went to mai tai. fun and drama of the jerry springer kind. long story short, ane was there and angela walked in with jerry. angela having no clue that he had come there with his friends out of pure coincidence. funny. funny.

i think i can stand to not go out clubbing for a while. i don't even know why we bother to go to pipeline. we're all so over it already but somehow we always end up there. and its like everytime we go its enough to keep us away for like a month. and then we get the itch to go out again. nothing to do here anymore. i mean you gotta have your pipelines and your oceans type places but i wish there was more of a variety.

and of course, everytime i go out i have some fool coming up to me asking me about regg. last night was no exception. its like i just feel like screaming, "dude, we are NOT together anymore...do me a favor, go back to work and spread the fucking word!" because its like theres so many people that work there that every weekend i can run into a different person each time. and its not like, "hey hows it going?" its "so are you and regg still together?" like, what kind of stupid question is that? for most normal people you would just ASSUME they were still with whoever they were with. that wouldn't be the first question you ask. i mean, literally its like this, me: hey, long time no see! how are you? (kiss on the cheek) ex coworker: are you and regg still together? its like they had some kind of secret bet going on that we wouldn't last so they all want to know if they can say they knew it wouldn't work out. or maybe they're just nosy. or maybe they really don't give a shit and i'm making a bigger deal out of it than it is because IT STILL FUCKING BOTHERS ME AND I DON'T FEEL LIKE TALKING ABOUT IT ESPECIALLY WHEN I'M IN A CLUB HAVING A DRINK AND WANT TO FORGET ABOUT THE WHOLE FUCKING THING. you know what i mean? and then AND THEN he goes "do you miss him?" SO irritating.

sorry. i didn't get to talk to you on the phone so i have to resort to banging my frustrations on these keys. oh, i know, its minor. my life is good. i have to remind myself of that everytime i start bitching about manini things but its good to get it out.

so...hope everything is going well with you. any luck with the job search?

well, i'm sure i'll talk to you soon. you can tell me then. i just needed to talk and vent a little.

hope you like the pictures.

take care.