The 8th. Today.
Today I'm in a really good mood for no reason. Maybe it's my new CD. I got Apocalyptica, a 4 cello band. On this album they're covering Metallica songs. (that's right, 4 cellos play Metallica. Very cool sounding. Metallica songs, classical style, but the same tempo.) Besides that, nothing's going on. I've come into the pirch, (I work on a project basis, and since I'm not on a project, the pirch is kind of like the limbo for our company.) The unfortunate thing is that I cannot check my airmail e-mail here, so if you're sending me e-mail, I'll have to respond to it after lunch. (doh!). Also, for some reason, the net connection here is not super fast. Just moderately better than my 28.8 at home. (that's pretty sad.) On the cooler side, I met a guy named Randy here on the pirch, he's pretty cool. At least someone to talk to while I'm twiddling my thumbs here.
Besides that, Brian, (from here on called bitchslap-for-today) ate breakfast before he left the house, so we can't go to breakfast. What a freak. I mean, bitchslap should have thought ahead! ;-) (he's a very very big marine, so I'm glad he doesn't know my page's url).
[I'm your hate, growing lies, I'm your reason, alibis, come inside open your eyes, you know it's sad but true]
We stumble on day to day with nothing but matchbooks and sarcasm in our pockets, and all we're waiting for is something worth waiting for. We are ultimately thrilled and desperate, sky high and fucked.
(I've shaved every place where you've been)
I have to fill out a dopey bio of all the things i've done for work. DOH. It's so annoying to have to keep going BACKWARDS. Why can't we just move forwards??
Just keep saying.. everything is ok
it will all work
it's ok.
ok
ok
ok
I'm happier with people today. I hope that they know who i'm talking about. (Yes, you.)
(Trusting my soul to the ice cream machine)
(Father Lucifer you never looked so sane, you always did prefer the drizzle to the rain) God knows I know I've thrown away those graces.
tried to show me once how to Tango- round and round like good little roses.
It's time.
It's time for the shadow on the horizon to show itself. Time for the blanket of darkness to cover and hold.
(help me Jesus help me clean my wounds)
enjoy the love enjoy the hate enjoy the path you make
never fail never frail never remember what you did wrong
watch them.
-DARK