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
a million resumes later . . .

Maybe i'll get two part time jobs . . . it's worth looking at!

i could do U.P.S. since they liked my online application and get another job at like a store for The Christmas Season etc and that way i can have overtime and be able to get DSL and a better computer instead of buying little bits and pieces for the three i have right now in hopes of making one good Frankenputer.

Oh, yeah, and pay rent, too. And Roni's Birthday and Christmas gifts . . . Then there's eating and electricity, too.

Hey, well, i guess you can see my priorities! (i don't mention making truck payments since that is a given ~ i'll starve before i give up my truck and some one would feed the child)

i have a really bad cold or streppy kinda thing going on right now and i just about cry every time i sneeze. i don't fell much like eating and to swallow is too painful to consider doing often, so maybe i'll just starve to death and . . . no, can't do that . . . then who'd entertain all my loyal readers?!

Oh, yeah, i'm THAT delirious! Just don't make me try to speak! i sound like some shady informant on a Forties P.I. movie ~ all froggy and whisper-y (is that a word?).

Oh, well, i just thought i'd check in with you all.


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confessed on Wednesday, Oct. 24, 2001