"Some Old Bulls*it"
monkey warning: many people say that i'm just not "right".  that remains to be seen, what is here is what remained after i destroyed what used to be here, lots of my i'm cold, hungry, and lonely writings. so remember in the immortal words of britney spears, or rather, her swedish, disney-employed master, "you drive me crazy, but it feels alright, cuz baby, thinkin of you keeps me up all night"
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11-19-99, IM, at my crap job

sitting at a desk staring into glowing screen. eyes entangled within the numbers addresses that consume life. talks to people who did not want talking to, many leave still not wanting to talk, has a headache and had no breakfast. joys come from compulsive surfing to music websites, IMs, looking at phone's clock and seeing that its actually later than was thought. waiting desperately for the last possible moment to eat lunch, so that there will be the least amount of time till its time to go home. jittery. wondering what its like to

12-10-99, IM, same employment

really tired. so tired. today could have been last week, when its actually days from now. computer monitor is a replacement eyelid, i stare into it and transfixed in the dreamlike state. dunno where i am. oof. but i want to go to bed. i miss it. people will leave you, but you leave your bed. i aim to show i still care.
of all the reasons to be alive
the reasons to wake up in the morning
of reasons to need to smile at people
of needing to believe
to believe in a reason to stay alive
they never stay
they believe and leave
and for some reason
they leave you alive
keep going and you might hit the big piece of ice and drown drown drown or you might knock down the milk bottles and win that evening gown, either way, its QUEEN BITCH CITY! (rock the bowie whenever you can, they cant get you then!)
or go back,  be boring.
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