behind your sealed eyes you miss
all that i’ve done for you
will you catch me when i run?

if timing plays evident
what would you say when you’re late?

coheed and cambria

to-nite i was at starbucks- yeah that’s right, wanna fight? besdies, i get my best reading done there. most people just walk by, some stop to talk about whatever book it is that i am reading. on this particular of nights i was reading the wind and the willows, the problem of pain, and national geographic (november issue, so what if i’m a bit behind).

as anyone could tell you (ask lucas or matt), i get a little crazy with coffee. but for some reason i tend to control myself whilst at the coffee place, but then i read extremely quick, and become a bit nervy. to-nite though, i kept being interrupted by girls. no- i am not that guy who hides behind his book and stares. that creepy guy was two tables up- and he looked creepy too. the interruption came with phone numbers. two in two hours. makes a guy feel good.

problem: they looked to be about (and giggled enough) to be 17 at best. i don’t call girls who are 17. and i guarantee when they find out i am 25, the good feeling will pass. why can’t cute 20 something girls leave me their numbers?