Feb. 8th, 2007

czechoslovakians: (One Moment)
ooc: Max is not in [livejournal.com profile] theatrical_muse nor will I be applying for him but I am mun to some pups there and he wanted to talk about this topic. From time to time he may talk about other tm topics.

What am I waiting for? I guess I’m waiting to go home. I guess I’ve always been waiting to go home. I’m waiting for my life to start. It feels like…I’m waiting to take a breath. I’m waiting….for everything.

[locked from everyone in Roswell]

I’m waiting for Liz to look up and see me. I’m waiting for her to realize I’ve been there all along, watching her, waiting for her. I’ve always been waiting for Liz from the moment I saw her. I think my life begins when she notices me. I don’t have a reason for believing that. It’s just something that feels true.


Maybe it’s just being sixteen that makes my whole life feel like it’s in neutral. Maybe its teenager angst or just me brooding. That’s what Michael would tell me. Not that Michael is ever right but…

I’m waiting on everything.

Max Evans
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czechoslovakians: (Max Scribbled Writing)
Max pulled the jeep up to the curb in front of the Crashdown cafe. He turned the ignition off and sat in the jeep for a moment with both hands on the steering wheel. He was dressed in a pair of dark blue jeans and a light gray tee shirt. He had a non date with Liz, the girl he'd been watching since he was six years old. He got out of the jeep and started into the diner, his stomach filled with butterflies. Liz was watching him now. He wasn't invisible anymore where she was concerned and it scared him.
czechoslovakians: (Tasbasco Sauce)
What is your favorite food or drink and why? Now, imagine if, starting now, that food or beverage was eliminated from existence. Just GONE. What would you do? Would you miss it?

Yeah I’d miss it. My favorite food is Tabasco sauce. I know it’s weird. It’s still my favorite food. I eat it on literally everything. I also put it into some of my drinks like orange juice. I even take a bottle of Tabasco sauce with me when I go to a restaurant because not every one of them has it. I have this thing about really strong flavors. Particularly very sweet or very salty mixed together. My sister has the same food thing.

I guess if it were just gone and I couldn’t hoard some I’d try some other kind of picante sauce but it wouldn’t be the same. I mean I can’t very well say I’d stop eating all together even though a lot of the enjoyment in eating would be gone for me.


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