yesterday i saw you standing by the river, and weren't those tears that filled your eyes?

in the air i'm sensing a change of the weather, in the end the path is clear. burying won't stop it breathing forever, underground it takes to root. anyway now, it don't seem right. . . he is in there and you're on the outside

every good boy does fine.

piled high to my left are cds and dvds; photos and trinkets that are going to be stitched into a journal or tacked on a board - the rearrangement for my room has begun and i've got a pile as tall as a certain blusey guitar player to sell at saturday's super silver family garage sale. turquoise tv included!

in five days my sister returns. in six days respecatble's celebrates it's 21st birthday two months early, Fall Of Olympus plays out somewhere on military, jamie plays an acoustic set and then a show in jupiter with his other band AND it's a saturday night which really just seems like a nice night to not go out and exist or at least let that existence be around. there'll be tons of bands when they shut down the 500 block for resects and The Pots N Pans will be one of them. . . and that's probably the day i'd try and venture out ask y so srs, ppl.

in ten days the birds fly the coop and in seventeen days i will be in complete and total eclipse of the heart! shock.

AND AND AND AND THEN SOON AFTER THAT CEEJ COMES BACK FROM SIBIERA AND I DO THE HAPPIEST DANCE OF THEM ALL.

i wont even touch on AUGUST 31^st

by the way, katie bird, myself and sabs are decidedly going to become female bounty hunters just like the BOUNTY GIRLS: MIAMI chicks except i am not going into a street club undercover and watching '1000 dudes beat some white guy unconscious' but i'm totally gonna catch some muthafuckas. or speed around screaming at my, ahem, team members, while they drive in their cars and frantically try and learn what direction they are heading in. i need some leather gloves and a good name to show off my bad ass side.

three songs i'm saving the day to:
david bowie - rebel rebel
billy joel - it's still rock and roll to me
gogol bordello - wanderlust king