red eyes
thursday, november 15, 2001
i don't know. the brain is zipped. there are facts i can type: slept 8hrs, woke up with red eyes, saw american sweethearts (boo! hiss!) yesterday, had crappy mexican food, but in good company (angela and li'l g), did laundry, but really. it's been 4,5 years of online journalling, though. i think it's okay to have a quiet streak sometimes. yeah? :)
i write this song on my hand and arms a lot though:
"rattlesnakes"--tori amos (orig. lloyd cole)
jodie wears a hat although
it hasn't rained for six days
she says a girl needs a gun these days
hey on account of all the rattlesnakes
on account of those rattlesnakes
she looks like eva marie saint
in on the waterfront
she reads simone de beauvoir
in her american circumstance
she's less than sure if her heart
has come to stay in san jose
and her nevarborn child haunts her now
as she speeds down the freeway
as she tries her luck with the traffic police
out of boredom more than spite
she nevar finds no trouble, she tries too hard
she's obvious despite herself
she looks like eva marie saint
in on the waterfront, she says
all she needs is therapy
all you need is love, is all you need
jodie nevar sleeps 'cause there are always needles in the hay,
she says a girl needs a gun these days
hey, on account of the rattlesnakes
hey, on account of the rattlesnakes
she looks like eva marie saint
in on the waterfront
as she reads simone de beauvoir
in her american circumstance
her heart's like crazy paving
upside down and back to front, she says
ooh, it's so hard to love when
love was your great disappointment
on account of those rattlesnakes
she says a girl needs a gun these days, hey
on account of the rattlesnakes
hey, on account of those rattlesnakes
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so. 'nother day. really. cin cin. �� 10:02 a.m.
