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Saturday Mornin'. Goin to visit my sis in Guelph. First time and she's been there for a year, isn't that crappy of me?

Well, we aren't super close. But we're learning to be more now, and she's excited, I hear from my mom, so that is cute.

I like to think of myself as the big sister example of "what not to do" and then I hope she goes out into the world and DOESN'T do them!!! lol, but she's a good smart sweet kid.

I will visit her in the summer, cuz she plans on living there and she has a new boyfriend there, sans parents, so she can show me the local bars n'we can get drunky drunk together. It shall be an experience!!! haha

Anywho, song of the day is: Modest Mouse's "The World At Large", just meshes alot with my feelings and beliefs, being rather unsettled at the moment, yet completely stuck in this one place. Wish I could goooo...sooon...

Back tonite, then who knows?

LATER!

"The World At Large"

Ice-age heat wave, can't complain.
If the world's at large, why should I remain?
Walked away to another plan.
Gonna find another place, maybe one I can stand.
I move on to another day,
to a whole new town with a whole new way.
Went to the porch to have a thought.
Got to the door and again, I couldn't stop.
You don't know where and you don't know when.
But you still got your words and you got your friends.
Walk along to another day.
Work a little harder, work another way.

Well uh-uh baby I ain't got no plan.
We'll float on maybe would you understand?
Gonna float on maybe would you understand?
Well float on maybe would you understand?

The days get shorter and the nights get cold.
I like the autumn but this place is getting old.
I pack up my belongings and I head for the coast.
It might not be a lot but I feel like I'm making the most.
The days get longer and the nights smell green.
I guess it's not surprising but it's spring and I should leave.

I like songs about drifters - books about the same.
They both seem to make me feel a little less insane.
Walked on off to another spot.
I still haven't gotten anywhere that I want.
Did I want love? Did I need to know?
Why does it always feel like I'm caught in an undertow?

The moths beat themselves to death against the lights.
Adding their breeze to the summer nights.
Outside, water like air was great.
I didn't know what I had that day.
Walk a little farther to another plan.
You said that you did, but you didn't understand.

I know that starting over is not what life's about.
But my thoughts were so loud I couldn't hear my mouth.
My thoughts were so loud I couldn't hear my mouth.
My thoughts were so loud.

...(sometimes they just won't shut the hell up!)