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
"You got your big G's . . .

i wrote an entry today at work.

it's still at work.

i am not at work.

yeah, i'm a loser extraordinaire.

but i miss you all and need you to e-mail me at work if you have the address and send me news of the real world here inside the microchips and phone lines, hard drives and cable modems . . .

it's depressing being locked out like this . . .

but the rest of my life is too great and i'll update you on that tomorrow morning, k?

love you all,

~{@ mis


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confessed on 2001-08-13