05 August 2000 ~ Crashing and old times, or, too much Argocoffee...

Spent the evening with Corinne. We were going to go see some cheesy boyband at the Southern Tier Spiedie Festival (I'm sure Aaron can find you a link for it if you really want to know what that is, but I'm too lazy to do it myself...), but missed our bus and spent our night drinking too much coffee at the Argo restaurant and talking about old times. And new ones.

I'm crashing from some major caffeine-overdosage. I'm very tired and a little sad. Talking about old times always makes me a little sad. There are things and people I miss profoundly that we talked about tonight -- things I try not to really think about much, but... but when I do, it's so warm and comforting for awhile, and then... then it's kind of sad... A lot like a good dose of Argo-coffee and what happens when it wears off.

I like Corrine a lot. I was very sad when she had to go home. I wanted to pull an all-nighter and stay up bullshitting in my living room until sunrise.

I'm falling asleep.

~Helena*

"...from the corner of a small cafe, we watched the world go by..." --Linda Eder, "Vienna" (the song I've been listening to for about five hours now because I can't quite bring myself to find a new CD to put in...)