*whispered*...

... I am the voice of grass
I am silky ... cool
I love to kiss your toes
I remember when you used to lay out on my long blades and eat popcicles
I used to cling to your t-shirt when you played hide and seek
You love the way I smell afer a fresh cut!
You make me feel ... sooo ... aliiiive...**

... Alright casanova ... your laundry pile has learned to talk
The neighbors have filed a report for that strange smell
And you can name that stain in 3 sniffs...
It's laundry time!

I love that commercial. They play it a lot on 99x.com. That radio station kicks ass!

Feels like Friday for some reason. Last night I felt shitty and after bitching to my friend, Vicky ... I deleted a lot of guys from my buddy lists. Both AIM and Yahoo!. I had close to 60 people total on my AIM buddy list. I'm now down to 32. I don't know how many people I ditched from my Yahoo! buddy list. I'm kinda just tired of people right now.

8:08:29 pm

I have a small headache. I'm taking some NyQuil in maybe an hour or so and going to bed. Today kinda ... well ... sucked. Right now, my laptop's 'battery' light is flashing red. I dunno what the hell it wants me to do about that. The battery is in and it should be charging? Is it though? 'Course not. I dunno what to do. Not even a year! I haven't even had my laptop for a year and I've already dropped it and even before that ... had it spazzing out. I feel like crying about it. I really do. It sucks because I really need the stupid thing. You can't exactly 'graphic design' without a computer.

Oh oh and earlier today I got a prepaid card for my phone. Twenty five bucks. Gave the guy a 50 and got back 14. How did I pull that one off? By not asking for a receipt and leaving before checking my change. Dumbass! I didn't realize until I got home. I feel like crying about that too. Ten bucks right now for me is quarter of a million for Donald Trump. You notice when it's gone.

Mark and some guys are playing guitar out in the living room. I sorta wish I could go out and sit and listen and oogle and envy. But ... here I am .. trying to come up with a concept for a logo with crumpled up paper on my bed.

9:30:12 pm

Why do people always seem to call me when I really really don't feel like talking? And why don't they call when I do? And why do I feel so ... undesired right now? Why am I listening to 'Exit Music (for a film)' by Radiohead over and over? That and a song Neo-Ken suggested I download last night. 'Buttercup' by Brad. He gave me a few instructions ... that I find I didn't really use ... to fully enjoy the song. It's such a beautiful song.

"... We hope ... that you choke ... that you choke ... that you choke.."

Now I'm listening to 'No Surprises'. Radiohead again. That's the mood I'm in. A 'Radiohead' mood. I feel sad ... and along and I want to feel that way until I'm tired. Maybe I'll sleep it off. Maybe I won't. Maybe Ranger will gnaw at me all weekend. Maybe he won't.

Aaron goes on his trip on Saturday. I wont see him for a week ... maybe longer. And I haven't seen him for about that long. I don't feel needed/wanted/desired ... whatever by him right now. And I want to. Or maybe ... just by ... someone.

.... Now ... Bic Runga.

Daylight, let it stir you
Let it Kiss the sleep out from your eyes
Feel this weight now, lift into the sky
On and on and on
On and on and on
Cradle, so deeply
So sleeply when I close my eyes
Sprinkle morning all over you and I
On and on and on
On and on and on

Sleep tonight
Drains into the morning
Let it feel alright
It beckons like a warning

Trace it, embrace it
See it crashing through this pretty light
And yes you know me and how this thing of ours goes
On and on and on
On and on and on

Sleep tonight
Drains into the morning
Let it feel alright
It beckons like a warning.....
Sleep tonight
drains into the morning
Let it feel alright
It beckons like a warning..

And when we touch the ground
We all ... fall ..down