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
is she a MILF?

hey chidrens, i'm sick, sick, sick. i have a migraine with a cold. i am taking medicine for the symptoms and they are morphing on a daily basis. i am sleeping a lot and showering twice a day at least because it's soothing.

and i want your mommy. not mine. yours. the reason being that if you are sick you want your mommy. well, in that case, if she's good enough for you, i want her, too. truly. that and mine is in another state and never really does much for me when i'm sick. she just pesters me about doctors and sick time and don't forget to disinfect your bathroom on a daily basis! fuck off. i'm SICK. do YOU want to sniff lysol when the slightest thought makes you want to puke and your sinuses are BLEEDING? i didn't think so. me, neither.

i'm going to bed now that i have a stock pot of cinnimonny water on the stove just steaming away for humidity and good smells.


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confessed on Saturday, Nov. 16, 2002