I've nothing to say...

Denny

I've nothing to say...






That seems so blunt so I'd better say something even though I've nothing to say...
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My oldest friend was just over to visit. We talked about aches, pains, my new used excercise bike, being old and useless.
And we talked about the things we dreamed of when we first met in grade school.
Damned, I've nothing to say.
 
Every full moon I think about you, buddy.

It used to be sad, now it's kind of nice.

November's full moon is called the Beaver Moon… Figured you'd appreciate that.

Love you and miss you my friend, wherever you are ...
 
Hiya Butch Cassidy,

So I can’t sleep. My mind wandered and it brought me here...

*leaves some PopTarts, a 6-pack of Lone Star, and a ukulele

So, have you been watching this shit?! This fuckin circus of a household I’m juggling right now? You have, haven’t you? I can hear you chuckling from waaaay down here. Hahahayeahitshilarious.

How bout you make yourself useful and send me a sign! Though, you never did like being told what to do. Lemme rephrase: I’m listening. My ears are perked. Penny for your thoughts?

Wishing I could call you,
Sundance Kid
 
He’d have laughed his ass off at that^^

I was thinking about him the other day... wondering what he’s thinking as he looks down (or up?!) on all of this monkey business.
 
You always did appreciate a sexy lass. And a reading lass, especially one that appreciated a little classic science fiction.

Oddly, googling *sexy women reading sci-fi* yields

NOTHING


Trust you to be difficult. :p
 
*drops off some Maple Cinnamon Pop Tarts and a pack of ukulele strings :heart:

...I miss you, dear friend. Always.
 
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