It would be really nice if I could access SG at any time of the day... sometimes I'm not free and 2:43 in the morning 
Apparently that's the only time you can get onto the servers. I remember a time when SG was much easier to access.
Anyways, for something completely different, the next part of this post will be composed of nothing but song titles:
Under The Boardwalk, There is no greater love. It just won't quit. The fruit that ate itself, In the pines, It ain't me babe. If God would send his angels, Martha my dear, Saturday night's alright for fighting. seize the night. Sex is not the enemy. Shut your mouth, Silence is golden, silence must be heard. Smell of desire, slipping away... slipped away. So like a rose, Something I can never have. Spitting venom, something to remember you by. Say Goodbye to Hollywood...
I'm not sure it makes any sense. Perhaps it will to you.
Much thanks to my iPod for helping me in that composition.
Apparently that's the only time you can get onto the servers. I remember a time when SG was much easier to access.
Anyways, for something completely different, the next part of this post will be composed of nothing but song titles:
Under The Boardwalk, There is no greater love. It just won't quit. The fruit that ate itself, In the pines, It ain't me babe. If God would send his angels, Martha my dear, Saturday night's alright for fighting. seize the night. Sex is not the enemy. Shut your mouth, Silence is golden, silence must be heard. Smell of desire, slipping away... slipped away. So like a rose, Something I can never have. Spitting venom, something to remember you by. Say Goodbye to Hollywood...
I'm not sure it makes any sense. Perhaps it will to you.
Much thanks to my iPod for helping me in that composition.
erynn:
oddly poetic. i've been thinking in song titles and lyrics lately. i think that means i'm in love, and that's scary. of course, that means that your poema in song titles made total sense to me.