Cut my goatee today.
This is a big deal in that it's been there for....I'd wager over three months. I had to cut the 'stach off a few days ago due to screwing up trimming it (when it started going over my lips...ick)...so I'm totally trimmed. I hate that look on me. Facial hair, since it's started to grow in, has become part of my self image, and I feel sorta naked without it. One less layer to hide in.
Well, that's it for now. It's 1:30 and I gotta be up in 4.5 hours...busy day of work and hating the world, gotta get my rest.
and, to lighten the entry:
Ex-Lovers Lover, Voltaire
Three heavy stones will keep it from floating,
weigh it down to the bottom, food for the fishes.
And I know that it won't be discovered
'cause I will be careful, so very careful.
What if it doesn't rain for days and the river is
reduced to it's muddy bed?
With a corpse exposed I would work in haste
and I might bury the bones in a shallow grave.
And the rain comes and moves rocks and the stones
washes away all the dirt and the mud flows.
Bones are exposed and well,
you know how that goes!
I wait for the day when I finally defile
the bodies of my x lover's lovers.
I'll pile high to the sky
the bodies of my x lover's lovers
Die die die die die die
die die die die die die die
watch them die.
I saw you with him. You looked so happy.
All of that can change, 'cause I am so lonely
and I have lots of time to send you straight
to the devil. I'm taking my time
to plan your demise.
What if I were to cut you up and mail each part
to a different town? It would take the most
brilliant private eye the rest of his life
just to put you together.
A piece in each mailbox all over the planet
from Moscow to Tokyo to Guadalajara.
I saw you with him, you looked so happy.
That will never change because I know myself
too well. I don't have the courage
to carry out my dreams.
And only there will I see them
Die.
And I'm out like OJ looking for the "real killers".
This is a big deal in that it's been there for....I'd wager over three months. I had to cut the 'stach off a few days ago due to screwing up trimming it (when it started going over my lips...ick)...so I'm totally trimmed. I hate that look on me. Facial hair, since it's started to grow in, has become part of my self image, and I feel sorta naked without it. One less layer to hide in.
Well, that's it for now. It's 1:30 and I gotta be up in 4.5 hours...busy day of work and hating the world, gotta get my rest.
and, to lighten the entry:
Ex-Lovers Lover, Voltaire
Three heavy stones will keep it from floating,
weigh it down to the bottom, food for the fishes.
And I know that it won't be discovered
'cause I will be careful, so very careful.
What if it doesn't rain for days and the river is
reduced to it's muddy bed?
With a corpse exposed I would work in haste
and I might bury the bones in a shallow grave.
And the rain comes and moves rocks and the stones
washes away all the dirt and the mud flows.
Bones are exposed and well,
you know how that goes!
I wait for the day when I finally defile
the bodies of my x lover's lovers.
I'll pile high to the sky
the bodies of my x lover's lovers
Die die die die die die
die die die die die die die
watch them die.
I saw you with him. You looked so happy.
All of that can change, 'cause I am so lonely
and I have lots of time to send you straight
to the devil. I'm taking my time
to plan your demise.
What if I were to cut you up and mail each part
to a different town? It would take the most
brilliant private eye the rest of his life
just to put you together.
A piece in each mailbox all over the planet
from Moscow to Tokyo to Guadalajara.
I saw you with him, you looked so happy.
That will never change because I know myself
too well. I don't have the courage
to carry out my dreams.
And only there will I see them
Die.
And I'm out like OJ looking for the "real killers".
I bet you still look good without the goatee. I guess I would feel naked too if I'd shopped off all the hair on my head. Thank god for bandanas., too bad you can't use that on your face
Don't hate the world.....get some sleep and feel better. Where's that smile of yours?