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
Aniken was really a sniveling bratty whiner

yes, i still live.

it's been like a vacation.

a very very lazy vacation.

with no phone.

or tv.

or any other people.

i have gone into me so deep i hardly interact with anyone, even in this 'real world' you people keep telling me about.

i think i will be back soon, though.

i'm on the last book.

it's time to jet for work now.

Episode II was pretty cool.


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confessed on Friday, May. 17, 2002