Bookstudy last night, and me struggling to follow along 'cos I never have time to study for it. It would be simple, 'twere in English ( Read more... )

last night i dreamt about strange men and ambulances and running after a pickup truck. No cool dreams these days, it seems ( Read more... )

Oh I am tired. Tired of work and chores and leeches and admnistration and service and married people and whining children and forgetful parents and driving and boys and . . . well the last maybe not. No, I'll never be tired of boys ( Read more... )

That's a line from the first song on the first album Dylan ever cut, an ( Read more... )

kneelin' 'neath your ceiling yes i guess i'll be here for a while ( Read more... )

would you get up and do the things you believed in ( Read more... )

Well, I'm flying out to Vegas tomorrow to begin the great Southwest Trek, 'tho I'm still pretty ill. The antibiotics have finished and I can see again but I still have problems catching my breath, and I have to sleep maybe 10 hours a night ( Read more... )

Know what really stinks? When you try to be nice to somebody, to reach out to them, and they just cast it in your face. I did that just a few days ago with someone on livejournal . . . and got it done to me. Man, that makes me fighting mad ( Read more... )

No joke; I have been really ill. It is Tuesday already and I'm still basically confined to bed. I was hoping to be up and about by tomorrow but it looks like I'm still too weak, and I can't drive while on the narcotic they're making me take ( Read more... )

No joke; I am really sick. I haven't been this ill since I was seven and got scarlet fever; this is the first day I've been strong enough to sit up and type at the computer. I blame it muchly on the concert; I drove to NY and back in one day to do it, jammed with a band at the top of the Bossart balcony till 10 at night, didn't sleep for 30 hours ( Read more... )