I've been alone with you inside my mind
And in my dreams I've kissed your lips a thousand times
I sometimes see you pass outside my door
Hello, is it me you're looking for?
I can see it in your eyes
I can see it in your smile
You're all I've ever wanted, (and) my arms are open wide
'Cause you know just what to say
And you know just what to do
And I want to tell you so much, I love you ...
I long to see the sunlight in your hair
And tell you time and time again how much I care
Sometimes I feel my heart will overflow
Hello, I've just got to let you know
'Cause I wonder where you are
And I wonder what you do
Are you somewhere feeling lonely, or is someone loving you?
Tell me how to win your heart
For I haven't got a clue
But let me start by saying, I love you ...
Hello, is it me you're looking for?
'Cause I wonder where you are
And I wonder what you do
Are you somewhere feeling lonely or is someone loving you?
Tell me how to win your heart
For I haven't got a clue
But let me start by saying ... I love you
-"Hello", by Lionel Richie
I've had a lot on my mind recently. Every bit of it has to do with [redacted]. I saw her today, and, even when "bumming it", she's absolutely beautiful.
We're planning a "date" so to speak, where we both go in drag. We will be getting dressed at my house. I want to find out when my parents and brother will be gone, and plan accordingly, because I don't want to deal with them. Besides, I will feel less inhibited if they aren't here. Inhibitions = bad.
I don't know what [redacted] is going to do, but I fully plan on getting dressed in front of her. I've done shit like that before. In fact, after we moved my grandparents into a nursing home, we found a bunch of my grandfather's old suits, and I was the only one who could fit in them. So one day I took them with me to my friend Betsy's house, and her and my other friend Ilea watched me as I modelled the suits for them. They would tell me which suits looked good, then I would change in front of them. Betsy said that I had inadvertently given her an eyeful, and that it was an EYEFUL, if you know what I mean. Not that I'm bragging or anything. This is just what happened. At the time I thought that she was just seeing things, but now I'm not so sure.
If anything, getting semi-naked will at least help me break the ice, although I think that letting her do my makeup and going on a "date" with her in drag will do that all on its own. I think that I'll tell her then that I would fight the KISS Army for her...
Anyhow, I have a bunch of CDs to rip, and then I have to burn a CD for [redacted]'s church. I'm fixing their sound system, and I don't think that they would appreciate it if I was to use Tool or Godsmack t test their sound system. They strike me as the type of people who may have a problem with me using Sarah Kelly or Kutless to run a sound check, but that's too bad. [redacted] isn't going to be there to play the keyboard for me, and their guitarist isn't going to be there, either.
This church also wants me to help them tape record sermons. I can easily do this, but I lack access to the proper equipment. The proper equipment is going to cost these people $105. $75 for the cassette duplicator, and $30 for the recorder with RCA inputs. Luckily, they want me to patch the recording through the sound system, so I won't have to find a device that uses XLR inputs.
I have a couple of old computers lying around. I want to set up a CAJUN on their sound system, or at least a Linux box with a decent media player. I've got Slackware somewhere, but I also have Mandrake, and Fedora, the latest personal Red Hat distribution. I'm not a big fan of Red Hat, because it uses Gnome. I'm much more partial to KDE. There are more applications for KDE, and it just works better, in my opinion. So either Slackware or Mandrake. I'll probably start with Slackware, and then, after I've pulled out most of my hair, in frustration that the fucking thing won't fucking work, go with Mandrake. So I'll do that, and then give an update as to how the installation went...
And in my dreams I've kissed your lips a thousand times
I sometimes see you pass outside my door
Hello, is it me you're looking for?
I can see it in your eyes
I can see it in your smile
You're all I've ever wanted, (and) my arms are open wide
'Cause you know just what to say
And you know just what to do
And I want to tell you so much, I love you ...
I long to see the sunlight in your hair
And tell you time and time again how much I care
Sometimes I feel my heart will overflow
Hello, I've just got to let you know
'Cause I wonder where you are
And I wonder what you do
Are you somewhere feeling lonely, or is someone loving you?
Tell me how to win your heart
For I haven't got a clue
But let me start by saying, I love you ...
Hello, is it me you're looking for?
'Cause I wonder where you are
And I wonder what you do
Are you somewhere feeling lonely or is someone loving you?
Tell me how to win your heart
For I haven't got a clue
But let me start by saying ... I love you
-"Hello", by Lionel Richie
I've had a lot on my mind recently. Every bit of it has to do with [redacted]. I saw her today, and, even when "bumming it", she's absolutely beautiful.
We're planning a "date" so to speak, where we both go in drag. We will be getting dressed at my house. I want to find out when my parents and brother will be gone, and plan accordingly, because I don't want to deal with them. Besides, I will feel less inhibited if they aren't here. Inhibitions = bad.
I don't know what [redacted] is going to do, but I fully plan on getting dressed in front of her. I've done shit like that before. In fact, after we moved my grandparents into a nursing home, we found a bunch of my grandfather's old suits, and I was the only one who could fit in them. So one day I took them with me to my friend Betsy's house, and her and my other friend Ilea watched me as I modelled the suits for them. They would tell me which suits looked good, then I would change in front of them. Betsy said that I had inadvertently given her an eyeful, and that it was an EYEFUL, if you know what I mean. Not that I'm bragging or anything. This is just what happened. At the time I thought that she was just seeing things, but now I'm not so sure.
If anything, getting semi-naked will at least help me break the ice, although I think that letting her do my makeup and going on a "date" with her in drag will do that all on its own. I think that I'll tell her then that I would fight the KISS Army for her...
Anyhow, I have a bunch of CDs to rip, and then I have to burn a CD for [redacted]'s church. I'm fixing their sound system, and I don't think that they would appreciate it if I was to use Tool or Godsmack t test their sound system. They strike me as the type of people who may have a problem with me using Sarah Kelly or Kutless to run a sound check, but that's too bad. [redacted] isn't going to be there to play the keyboard for me, and their guitarist isn't going to be there, either.
This church also wants me to help them tape record sermons. I can easily do this, but I lack access to the proper equipment. The proper equipment is going to cost these people $105. $75 for the cassette duplicator, and $30 for the recorder with RCA inputs. Luckily, they want me to patch the recording through the sound system, so I won't have to find a device that uses XLR inputs.
I have a couple of old computers lying around. I want to set up a CAJUN on their sound system, or at least a Linux box with a decent media player. I've got Slackware somewhere, but I also have Mandrake, and Fedora, the latest personal Red Hat distribution. I'm not a big fan of Red Hat, because it uses Gnome. I'm much more partial to KDE. There are more applications for KDE, and it just works better, in my opinion. So either Slackware or Mandrake. I'll probably start with Slackware, and then, after I've pulled out most of my hair, in frustration that the fucking thing won't fucking work, go with Mandrake. So I'll do that, and then give an update as to how the installation went...