Work work work... a few good creative ideas brewing, but it seems that by the time I finish with work there's not enough motivation or energy to get them anywhere.
Anyways, life could be worse so I won't complain. Interesting things going on that could lead to even more interesting things, all I can do is try to be optimistic.
So I'm still all excited about the recently made CD that I've been rambling about in my journal. If you don't know what I'm talking about and actually care, wind it back a few days to check it out.
Today's lyrical selection...
I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles
in our eyes are mirror images and when
we kiss they're perfectly aligned
and I have to speculate that god himself
did make us into corresponding shapes like
puzzle pieces from the clay
true, it may seem like a stretch, but
its thoughts like this that catch my troubled
head when you're away when I am missing you to death
when you are out there on the road for
several weeks of shows and when you scan
the radio, I hope this song will guide you home
they will see us waving from such great
heights, "come down now," they'll say
but everything looks perfect from far away,
"come down now," but we'll stay...
I tried my best to leave this all on your
machine but the persistent beat it sounded
thin upon listening
that frankly will not fly. you will hear
the shrillest highs and lowest lows with
the windows down when this is guiding you home
trilo 
Anyways, life could be worse so I won't complain. Interesting things going on that could lead to even more interesting things, all I can do is try to be optimistic.
So I'm still all excited about the recently made CD that I've been rambling about in my journal. If you don't know what I'm talking about and actually care, wind it back a few days to check it out.
Today's lyrical selection...
I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles
in our eyes are mirror images and when
we kiss they're perfectly aligned
and I have to speculate that god himself
did make us into corresponding shapes like
puzzle pieces from the clay
true, it may seem like a stretch, but
its thoughts like this that catch my troubled
head when you're away when I am missing you to death
when you are out there on the road for
several weeks of shows and when you scan
the radio, I hope this song will guide you home
they will see us waving from such great
heights, "come down now," they'll say
but everything looks perfect from far away,
"come down now," but we'll stay...
I tried my best to leave this all on your
machine but the persistent beat it sounded
thin upon listening
that frankly will not fly. you will hear
the shrillest highs and lowest lows with
the windows down when this is guiding you home


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i'm into them.
actually no, he's an electrician and competant at all kinds of household repairs. but damn you for putting that in my mind!