i dreamt i saw you walking
up a hillside in the snow
casting shadows on the winter sky
as you stood there counting crows
one for sorrow, two for joy,
three for girls, and four for boys,
five for silver, six for gold, and
seven for a secret never to be told

there's a bird that nests inside you
sleeping underneath your skin
when you open up your wings to speak
i wish you'd let me in

from "a murder of one" ~ counting crows
Uncle Bob's boy, Naomi's hacker husband & Indie films

yowzah. that was a long entry yesterday! i dunno why i had so much to say. Well, it was done and so is the spinach quiche, so i am gonna keep today's entry short. (surprised?)

The greatest news it that Uncle Bob got to bring his son home! He is so in love with this child! Andy Pooh is the luckiest kid in the world! And Daddy knows the Mayor AND the Sherrif!!!! Uncle Bob was right when he said Diary land is like a big family . . . only HIS side of the family is freaking HUGE! And DAMN are they WONDERFUL! Andy has all these people slobbering over his pix on 'net and sending gifts and creating him his OWN diary! Uncle Bob is the coolest Uncle you always wished you'd had, tho, so cousin Andy has got to be good news . . .

OK, guys . . . i have a tough one. Well, my friend Naomi Beth does, actually. Her husband decided to hack into her e-mail to support his suspicion that she was cheating on him. What do you do in that situation? Here is the whole story of what she WAS doing, but does the ends justify the means? Now they are BOTH pissed as hell at each other and i'm stuck in the middle as i want my friend to be happy, and he really does love her (obsessivly, but that's love, too, right?), but i sometimes get the feeling that she just can't be happy with him. i have given her all the advice i could think of and research to spice up her love life and make sex more fun with him, but it come down to this: she was never enthused with being married (to anyone ever) in the first place, and it does not suit her at all. Maybe i'll start a board for her to let everyone post sex tips . . . or i could just put up the Whores link and she could read THAT! i know she does not lack the imagination and drive, she is just not hot about HIM. Please help!

O. Penguin is almost done with his latest screenplay . . . i can't really divulge anything about it but he has worked so hard and the story really kicked ass. This is a great time to tell everyone to WATCH INDIE FILMS! i know that they have begun gaining some popularity lately, but it is taking too long! Just like supporting the local bands, check into the local scene. These guys put everything they have into what they do and they make better films than the saccharine pap Hollywood spews into your theatre. i've seen much better writing in Penthouse, but then i love Penthouse . . .

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She was a queen lost within a dream
Misconceived that he was fit to reign
Lies take victims separate them at the seams
Cause them to fall apart and move to better things

She wants to fall in love again
He is satisfied to own her
No time permits to open up when you've been hiding thoughts so strong
She's been holding out for an angel to come along
No reply from the sky
But she just keeps looking up, she just keeps looking up

She wants to fall in love again
He is satisfied to own her

She'll never know love's true potential
Lost in the open wind to his impatience
Never feeling they would fall apart
She let her feelings grow to tears she'll never show

She wants to fall in love again
He is satisfied to own her
You know he couldn't see that she could be his everything
Bringing life to everything now
She just wants to fall in love again
She's broken like an angel

Broken Like an Angel by Dolly Braid

a local band i might add and a damn fine one at that!
They are leaving tonight to go to NY (as reported by Diva Jessie on 94.5 the Edge) because they caught the eye of Madonna AND some record lables so she arranged for them to play at The Viper Room so the lables can fight over them! HuZzAh! Wish them Luck!!! And Break a leg!!!!!


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confessed on 2000-11-06