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
"HELLO! Did i say there was a PETTING ZOO in the basement?! NO!!"

i haven't been up to too very much as it seems like i may have to admit being sick since i can't stop coughing up great green gobs of MY LUNGS!

So i'm sorts all about the hot tea and semidry toast and making new diary templates because i'm making out with Corel PHOTO-PAINT and we're past the hand-holding and cheek-kissing, but i'm not quite yet at third base so i'm still being really nice . . . what can i say, i'm into those Ice-Princessy kind girls, `cause when you thaw them . . . oh, WOW! i should know since i AM one.

Last night we went out and watched THIR13EN GHOSTS at the dollar movies and it totally rawked and i was happy as can be to see such a deliciously edgy movie. We will have it on DVD soon. Go see the pics as sad as they are (Warner Bros didn't put many up there) and go to the Production link and read the making of the ghosts ~ it's cool that they made up backstories about each ghost to help design them and let the actors to get into character. Matthew Lillard was amazing in this movie!

i just finished a page i was dared to do, so go look at Psychosis and tell Angel that i can too do something dark yet colorful AND i can do it without getting garish! So HA! (i'm reveling in being right for a second here and sticking my tongue out in childish abandon)

Damn, i love that man! He challenges me to be better that i am with out making me feel like i'm not enough already. It feels very good.


"Control" ~ Poe
"So this is how it feels
To breath in the summer air
The feel the sand between my toes
And love inside my ear
All those things that you taught me to fear
i've got them in my garden now
And you're not welcome here
Come here!

Come a little bit closer
Let me look at you
i gave you the benefit
Of the doubt it's true
But keep in mind my darling
Not every saint is a fool

While you were looking the other way
While you had your eyes closed
While you were licking your lips
'Cause i was miserable
While you were selling your soul
While you were tearing a hole in me
i was taking control"


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confessed on Saturday, Mar. 02, 2002