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
"Life is an aimless drive that you take alone"

Some days work for me and others feel 'off' like i'm just out of step with the rest of the world. Today, i was out of step for the most part with a few moments that i caught up before falling back again like the littlest kid on the team that is always trying to catch up.

Oh, well, i feel a buzzing in my head telling me i�m exhausted and need some sleep. No, i haven�t been drinking tonight. i only wish i had been.

Actually, no, i just wish that the buzzing in my head would be from a drink not from the fucking headache that has been tagging along for days. Then, i could have skipped the drink and had no buzzing!

There�s logic in there somewhere and if you get it, i�m frightened for you.

Anyways, The Spork.

We were all sitting there at dinner eating and chatting and me, well, i was entranced with Micah who was the most articulate and exacting two year old i have ever met. He�s never had a lot to say, so it seemed, but it turns out he was simply waiting till he had WHOLE SENTENCES and CORRECT PRONUNCIATION under his belt. He was having a great time with a fork, though and it comes up that he refuses to eat with a spoon as spoons are for babies. i offer a spork and no one really seems to notice until i actually pull one out of my backpack.

(On a quick side note: i don�t carry a purse � i hate them. i carry a medium/small black pleather backpack. It works for me, really it does.)

Angel looks at Chip and says, �Did you SEE that?� and Chip says, �Yeah, i did, i heard when she said it, but it doesn�t surprise me anymore.� and they go off on my �obsession� with dinner ware and napkins and my packrat style of stashing them everywhere.

It was just a really weird-funny moment that i guess you had to be there at the time to get. In any event, Micah was glad to eat his rice with the spork and did no damage to anyone with it, so THERE!


"Take the Long Way Home" ~ The BLOODHOUNDGANG
"did you ever read voltaire's "candide?"
he says live life at benny hill freak out speed
not a quote of what he wrote but a paraphrase
make it up as you go keyser soze
highlights yes but don't underline 'em
just live for n.o.w. like gloria steinem
life is like marion berry
it's not all that it's cracked up to be
like fred sanford when the big one comes
find the meaning of life is there is none
it's twenty-four hours when you call it a day
be frank and say i did it "my way"
don't give a flying nun no don't give a gidget
just have more fun than a well-oiled midget
if life were picture perfect you could frame it
but the world is a diaper so let someone else change it

life is an aimless drive that ya take alone
might as well enjoy the ride take the long way home

all born equal unless you're canadian
then halfway through decay like uranium
you define what's death defying
get the most out of life or at the least die trying
are you evil knievel jumpin' a train?
or runnin' with scissors like frasier crane?
have really good times doin' really bad things
'cause the show ain't over 'til the fat lady sings
like elton john with his "candle in the wind"
it's hard to blow out a flame as big as him
but we've all got to wang chung with the grim reaper
whether you're einstein whether you're beaker
death is certain so it's definitely worth flirtin'
don't expect a bright light no just curtains
life is like a penis most people don't know it
but most people suck so they usually blow it

life is an aimless drive that ya take alone
might as well enjoy the ride take the long way home
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confessed on Tuesday, Oct. 15, 2002