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
saturn day knights blow groats.

just a note to tell you hi and i am bored and lonely but bummed and bad company.


i wrote a big long entry but i deleted it because it wasn't nice.


so now i'm standing here in fron of you with my hands in my back pockets, staring at the floor, saying, "uuuummmmmm . . . iiiiii . . . uuuhhhhhhh . . . " and shrugging my shoulders.


what can i say? i mean, really?


nothing. that's what. n-o-t-h-i-n-g.


so there is is, "Nothing."


i will leave you with this image burned forever in your mind:

Vin Diesel and Casper Van Diem are actually a superhero team that only fights crime in Toledo, Ohio between the 1:33pm and 4:39pm. Only 5 people in the free world know the reason for this.


2 people have nothing to say, too

confessed on Sunday, Oct. 30, 2005