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
Betty Paige was a Bunny!

Hello, hello . . . hello? Anybody home? Oh, that's it! i try to close this thing down and get yelled at, but now that i agonize for half a minute a day at least over not being able to update, you all leave me! Ingrates! : )

i'm in a great mood! i love every one and i am loved by some and a cute guy proposed to me today! i do apologize to him in a huge way, but the love of my life is hoping to keep me a bit longer so i have to turn you down right now but thank you oh, so much! It's nice to find a guy who appreciates the ability to blow up a cabbage patch kid and laugh maniacally and likes women with deadly weapons, especially huge jiggly dildos! It was too cool to talk to you today : )

Friday was nice . . . my Angel is an early riser so he took Roni to school just to let me sleep in (where did he come from?! This guy is AMAZING!) and came home to cuddle and stuff. We had a difficult time getting out of the apartment, but finally got to his place to take Pagan Boy out to lunch at Awful House and stare at the hot waiter for a while. We think he might be gay, so Pagan Boy is thinking he'll be eating there a LOT for a while! i really liked him ~ he was sweet and funny and very interesting. Until now, it's been "This is Boy", "Hello Boy" and "Goodbye, Boy" as we walk in and out of the house so i didn't really have a chance to form and opinion until then.

After that, we stopped at the apartment again . . . for a while . . . then ran out to Dallas to catch a few fun Crackheads and go to Todai. Uuuggg. Don't bother going if you haven't yet. It's $22 per person for a buffet of funky food. Even if you like Sushi and seafood the stuff tasted a bit 'off' and sickened all but me. But then, i stuck to the crispy-fried, skewered shrimp, fried rice, fruit, and dessert. So, i'm a wimp? really? Tell me a NEW one! At least i didn't get sick! (BTW ~ i'm sorry, guys! i love you all to bits and they said that this place rawked.)

We hung around at the Crackhaus for a few reading the Playboy mags they inherited but got tired and headed home.

Saturday was lazy and slow and distracted and we left only to wander craft stores for the bits and pieces to make Roni's costume. It was everything i could have asked for in a good weekend.

Night, lovelies!


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confessed on 2001-09-09