ice and ice and no fucking words
2003-02-25 ~ 4:27 a.m.

...drinking orange crush...

went on a hiatus...computer crash...lost files...fucked files...fixed it all...almost.

came in here to process, to write...

and it isn't happening.

i opened the blinds and am just sitting here staring outside...at all the white.

untouched.

inches of it...

swallowing the noise and amplifying the light.

not snow...ice.

had plans originally to drive up to denton and have pot roast with the comrade...mother nature had other ideas.

cooked dinner and watched movies in front the fire...in honor of the snow/ice day.

left-overs and more movies for later today...

when we wake up.

found out some bad news today. there is no money. gas will be shut off next wednesday...the phone goes sometime later this week...and my roommate (soon to be plural) haven't yet realized that there might not be a house to live in after the first. and even if i somehow prositute myself enough to come up with rent...we will still be sitting in the cold and the dark...completely isolated from the world. sounds fun, right?

*shaking head*

what do you do when you have done all you can and have no idea what else to do?

ahh...anyway...

"Change whatever gets strange in your aprons and your curls.

Ah, you really got lost, but you'll string it back together.

You could never make do, and your storyline is a scream.

Change whatever gets strange in your neverending...

All in all it's been quite a fall,

And these days are the days that I walk on,

It isn't that you'll understand...

If I disappointed you, I'm so sorry.

You're a disappointment too.

Fear whatever comes near to your neverlasting home.

Ah, you really got crossed and of course it don't get better.

You could never make do, and your storyline is a dream.

Fear whatever comes near to your neverlasting..."

and these days really are the days where we walk on...

do you see something missing here?

yeah....the words.

they are lodged...no wonder i have this horrendous cough.

i am going to go to bed and curl up beside her and resist the tempting urge to run up and down the road screaming obscenities as a good will gesture towards my neighbors...

i am sure they would probably thank me.

i am thinking i might take a leave of absence from here...what do you think?

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