Thursday Oct 14, 2004

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How Can You Be Sure?

Seen all good things and bad
Running down the hill
All so battered and brought to the ground

I am hungry again, I am drunk again
All the money I owe to my friends
When I'm like this
How can you be smiling, singing
How can you be sure?
How can you be sure?

If you walk out the door
Will I see you again?
If so much of me lies in your eyes

I am hungry again, I am drunk again
All the money I owe to my friends
When I'm like this
How can you be smiling, singing
How can you be sure I don't want you?
How can you be sure I don't want you?
How can you be sure I don't want you?
How can you be sure I don't want you?


thanks, thom.


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phoebus:
I've never owned a gun in my life, and I doubt I ever will. I still kind of felt like I was getting a new car when they issued me that carbine. Lots of bells and whistles, etc.

Everytime I have to disassemble/re-assemble it though, I kind of feel like OJ's character from the Naken Gun movie when he puts together 50 parts to make some freakish super gun. At some point I expect the barrel will come with a fitted vibrating toothbrush. surreal

[Edited on Oct 15, 2004 8:41AM]
sarcasticmenace:
Thank you for the birthday wishes, sweetie. kiss


I haven't forgotten about the painting. I just need to hurry up and make a decision. Things are not quite the same as they were before.

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