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
cha-cha-cha-changes . . .

OH!! another Note!!! i am now officially Marn's bitch!!! See here!


Ok, good news! They walked out Captain Confusion and The Borg last Friday! See, i didn't say anything since Santiago is always trying to fuck with my head and i try never to talk to The Most Irritating Man In The World, or 'TMIM' an i will now call him, so i was waiting for confirmation. i got that confirmation this morning when Ra got in and did a little victory dance while she explained that we don't belong to facilities anymore, either. We are a division of the IT department and therefore, we belong to HQ, not the DFW call center! These changes can really only mean good things. We don't have to fight being the bitches all the time anymore . . . well, hopefully. The chances are good we will get more money, too, since i doubt Freakberry will last, either and that frees up a ton of money . . . the sad part is that we will have it better now that they are gone ~ sure we lose our scapegoats, but hey, they were the only reason we needed one. About half our work came from fixing their shit. So, BONUS! But i guess it DOES mean i can't wear my cat ears today . . .

Other than that i was just in a crappy mood yesterday and didn't like anyone and so i just went back home and slept some more since i have been staying up so late recently. i woke up not wanting to get out of my warm comfortable bed, but then thoughts of a scalding hot shower moved me to stumble out of bed and get on my way. That has to be the best thing i could imagine first thing in the morning . . . stepping into the spray of water and cranking it up hotter and hotter until my skin is stinging and red and i get dizzy.

i lost a reader, so i am back down to 10 . . . bummer.

i think i'm gonna give up entirely and just bleach my hair back out to the color it should be and leave it alone.
i am tired of screwing with it.


"Blame" ~ Train
"It's tearing me a hole in my heart..."


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confessed on 2001-03-05