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
BUT WE DON'T HAVE A POOL!!!!!*

i just talked to Brother Daniel who is not related to me and is not in the clergy. i went to high school with him and adore him and he was really like a big brother to me. It's weird to know NOW that he'd had a mild crush on me THEN. Now, we keep in touch and support each other in that long distant fashion of the not-as-close friend you had that became closer since the rest of them dropped of the face of the earth but you two kept in touch. He went into the military and decided to stay in for a while, had a bad accident while rappelling and recovered and is still crazy and all about the rush and adrenaline high from the risks he still takes. And he sends me great pictures of himself from all over the world!

But it's still kinda weird, ya know? Especially since he KNEW me then and what i was and still thinks i'm a great person.

Oh, well, that's enough of old home week!

i got to see my Little Rabid Abby and i Luff Louis last night! They came to dinner with us at Don Pablo's and got to briefly meet Pablo, the pool boy. i was all wiggle-puppy happy to see my favorite couple i introduced! i just luff them to bits and i was so excited to see the New OR Improved Abby! Even Roni was pretty good and i was surprised.

i'l add more in a bit, but i have to go pick up the pool boy . . .

OK, I'M BACK! Did ya miss me?

Before i took Pablo to work, we had a lovely lunch at Wendy's with Tonya and her friend Shannon who is really sweet for putting up with us mischievous little Ewoks!

i had weird dreams last night and don't remember very much about them other than there was sex and people i know and pink cans of spray deodorant and a classroom and eating at restaurants and no money problems and i looked great.

i have a question for all you people out there . . .
When you are in a dream you are having, do you look the best you ever looked?
See, when i dream, i look great and i'm happy ~ both are not exactly normal for me. i have never been happy with how i looked and, until recently, i had no idea what happy was or felt like. Odd.

Logan I'm Logan (Wolverine)

You got it, Bub. You're Logan, also known as Wolverine: the toughest mutie this side of... well, anywhere. You're a rebel without a cause, a man's man, a real tough guy. You're much more comfortable on a bar stool than in some stupid team uniform, but you'll be there for your friends in a pinch. When you're not busy running from your past, that is.

What X-Men Character are You?


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confessed on Tuesday, Mar. 05, 2002