volume 2

you have been the one, you have been the one for me

Monday, August 22, 2005

i wanted to stop.

i didnt want to do this anymore.

sometimes mo, the guy who types words and hits publish every night, got lost in the shuffle of the day to day grind.

he slipped between the cracks and nobody could tell you where he was for the better part of a week.

even out at a bar, drinking something yellow that tastes like lemon juice and almonds, i wondered what happened to me.

i started blogging because i was going out of my mind.

i hated being fake and being someone im not just cuz everyone else would think youre weird if you were real.

like keeping it real was some kind of contagious disease that shrank you balls and made all the hair on your body fall off.

or something like that.

of course i dont only date the hottest of hollywood actresses. hell, half of them couldnt even spell north carolina, let alone survive a day here. they are real people though, and there are real people that i am dating. but i have never fucked paris hilton and i dont plan on it.

jessica alba was on leno the other night and her new boyfriends name is cash.

you can hit send on your hate mail now.

but after a while, the blogger became the man.

and the man couldnt tell the difference.

and trying to figure it all out didnt work.

so i ignored the urge.

i went away for a while hoping that going back to the way things were before was what i needed, was what i wanted.

let me tell you, it was boring.

i believe that boredom is the number one killer in america.

but fear not folks.

the boy is back in town.

posted by accident at 12:37:00 AM +

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