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
today sucks rancid camel snot from maggot pie

today also bites my ass.

i still have the cold from frozen hell. it's almost completely all in my head, right behind my nose, with the one exception of the crap trickling down my throat to the sensitive spot where my bronchial tubes converge causing the most irritatingly deep cough at all the wrong times.

my nose won't run. i can't hack up crap. i don't puke. i can't clear my throat or unstop my ears.

i just sit here, a stuffy, deaf, mouth-breather with a headache.

and it's cold and rainy so my left knee is aching like a little bitch. i want to walk about but it hurts. i want to sleep but i'm not tired.

i'm so seriously dehydrated that my eyes burn and i visit my nice freshly scrubbed bathroom maybe twice a day if i'm lucky. i can't drink water as it'll make me puke and i'm out of juice. my skin is strangely kinda shiny.

my truck won't start and i can't get it fixed until tomorrow.

i have new movies but no one to watch them with. no one is online and no one is home.

i'm bored.

i'm down to one book and it sucks.

even the porn is boring me.

i know better that to drink alone.

i have randomly surfed until i want to scratch my eyes out.

lalalalalalalalalalalaaaaa

i am making faces at you.

i cannot touch my tongue to my nose, but i can get it pretty far down my chin.

dooodle dooodle dooodle deeeeeee

i have boobs.

no, really, they're right HERE!

i KNOW you have a mangina and don't you try to fool ME!

my squishy yo-yo ball has an unidentified leak.

i think i'm board to tears but i'm so dehydrated i'm crying dust.

get over here and watch a movie with me. bring orange juice.

i think i'll go jump up and down until i get a concussion and pass the fuck out.

laters.


0 people felt a little ill when they read the title

confessed on Saturday, Aug. 30, 2003