I once had this dream where I would be working on group projects and no one was slacking. Oh wait...hahahha...that isn't a dream anymore!

"I keep playing your part
But its not my scene
Wont this plot not twist?
I've had enough mystery.
Keep building me up, then shooting me down"

-Jack Johnson

At the suggestion of Gillian, I am back :)

and I'm not here to entertain.

The end.

i can't read you.

you were right melissa, it did make me cry (as much as i doubted it would when you said that).

nothing here will make me stand out from anyone else

black and yellow
cloak of pride
adorns the closet floor,
its new home.

They are as interesting as they are annoying, this new posse I have discovered, and am still trying to figure out what to name them.  I don't have a talent for assigning nick names and titles and for now have simply resorted to referring to them as "oldschool hippies."  They're old and dirty and hanging out in coffee shops talking about everything ( Read more... )