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
"i could kiss you, bitch."

i propose a Quest. i have been looking for some time for a shampoo that actually cleans hair. So far, i am failing miserably. The Quest is this:
Hear ye hear ye! Come one and come all! Accept the challenge put forth by the Goddess herself!
(Sorry, damn delusions! Have a life of their own!)
Ladies! Tie your ribbon 'round the arm of your champion! Kiss him well and send him off on a horse! Now, the real work begins. Go forth into this wide world of stores, shops, shoppes and boutiques and find a shampoo that cleans hair. i don't need conditioning, i don't like restorative. i have no need for heat therapy, and can't use anything with alcohol. Applicants with funny fruity smelling shite need not apply. If you have to order it from a catalog, throw it out the window. i already have shampoos that do everything but clean, and i don't need to run out in the middle of the night and not be able to zoom on over to the grocer's and buy some.

i compulsively shower the minimum of once a day but usually at least twice. i like clean but i also have a thing for the soothing feel of water. i have very fine hair so thin that you can't see it sometimes. It's like as thin and spider web and not as sticky. Because of this, it gets oily very easily since i play with it all the time without even thinking about it. i like the silkiness of it.

Anyways, if you find some, please tell me.

{::: 8:30 � Saturday :::}

Can anyone explain something to me? i can't sleep very well and i have been living the last two weeks on mucho caffeine. Well, last night i crashed. i was sitting here, typing away when i suddenly could NOT stay awake a second longer. i almost hit my head on the monitor! So i get up and stumble to bed, crawl in and pass out immediately, in the middle of the bed with all the lights on and everything. Just a sweet sigh and . . . . GONE. Now, no matter how little sleep i get, be it one hour or twelve, my alarm never fails to wake me when i have to work. i may not want to get up, i may hit snooze about 6 times, i may call in to work and go back to sleep if i'm really sleeping well after a long insomniatic spell, but it always wakes me. This is the second week in a row that it didn't wake me upon Thursday. No snooze, no rolling over to blink at it, it wasn't even worked into my dream. i didn't wake up until 8:15, thus making Ronica late for school and mad at me. This is her second tardy this year. This is the second week in a row. Why? Why did i not wake up?

{::: hold on - i'll be right back :::}

Could i ask one of you to call me at 7:14 on Thursday and Friday? i don't want to do this again. The school is right behind our building! It's not like it's a difficult drive or anything. i know i have to get up. The alarm was loud.

i'm a bad parent. That is the only guess i have. i had to decide if i sent her to school with or without breakfast. i handed her some crackers but she just held them until i'd signed her in at school. She gave me a hug and kiss, handed me the crackers and walked to class.

Crackhead.

i think i'm going to go read Orson Scott Card's Ender's Game, the book The Tick promised to bring a week ago but finally remembered yesterday.

{::: ok, i�m back - it�s now 9:30pm :::}

i have finished the book, worked on a friend�s custom template, played on D*Land, picked up the child, taken her to Barnes and Noble�s to have coffee and pick up Speaker For the Dead, come home and make her clean up her room since she forgot to bring her homework home, go eat at Denny�s, shove the child into the shower, and update this entry that is now spanning two days.

She is in bed now and I want to bail now. Love ya, bye-bye!


"Resident Evil" ~ Eric Mabius
"Bitch wouldn't open the door- so i had to fry her."


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confessed on Thursday, Sept. 19, 2002