2219 [yesterday is in your inbox]

dan fogelberg is singing that the snow turned into rain as he turned to make his way back home and you are sitting in your driveway with the car running and the lights and the wipers are on and you are thinking about xmas' long ago and generation x friends and girls from the past and their long/forgotten phone numbers and their annoying friends and the names of their cats and the bands they listened to and
how this one always wore skirts and tights and how
that one had a porsche and like how another one knew where to get the best pot but the dealer always made you wait in the car and sometimes the girl would be in the dealer's house for a really long time and sometimes when she came out she would be super quiet and ask you to drive and
then
other times yeah other times she would come back to the car and her nose would be running or umm yeah one time her nose was even bleeding and you were such a fiend then trying to outrun your childhood or whatthefuckever and you would always say hey man do they sell blow in there and she would either say no really fast while looking away or she would get defensive and question your intentions or
yeah
one time she even laughed like a demented woman and ran her fingers through her long sandyblondehair and said
yeah
sweet
ty
they totally do man and when you looked at her eyes they were shiny and wobbly and huge and she was biting her bottom lip and her teeth were too white and you looked away because she kind of scared you and plus there was nowhere else to look

right?

anyway.

the dan fogelberg song ends and you turn off the car and step outside and the icy rain falls on your head and the driveway beneath your feet is gloss black and as you walk slowly toward the door you think to yourself man

facebook totally fucking sucks.