Not as good as usual.

I talked to Meg the other night and told her I was waiting for a call, and I had been waiting for a while.

She said “You shouldn’t have to do that so much Jon. Waiting I mean.”

(With bad grammar though, it’s an IM stupid.)

I told her that I do it to myself, that I put myself in these kind of situations.

She said: “I know, I’ve seen you do it before.”

And then:

“I hope that someday someone waits for you.”

Isn’t that nice?

Then, responding to me saying it’s like comparing Magnolia and Rush Hour (with moi y el) and how there is no comparison.

I say “And I’m fuckin’ Magnolia, bitch.”

(I talk different in IM’s. More happy more weird.)

She says “Aww, Jon. You Are Magnolia.”

How great is that?

(All my really good writing goes to Jen now. Last night had a great talk with Sarah.)

Then;

Ahhhh, nothing, nevermind, it was stupid.

But that was our convo, the best parts, and I’m so tired (I drove Jenn to school).

Last night I talked to myself for 10 minutes while I was in bed, and I think it was my way of praying.