cryptic someone just asked me when do i ever sleep. ahaha. and you wonder why i'm cranky a lot lately.

they say the best things always come after a pummeling of the worst. that pressure creates diamonds. that watch what you wish for, girl, coz you just might get it.

well.

usually, as well, when i elaborate before the fact, things fall, as ms. jones has said, spectacularly to pieces around me. mwahaha. so wish me luck monday, june 27. may i be well-rested and have an ironed shirt ready that day, ahaha.

and then there's the rebound friends all around. and just in time for summer, ergkh! can't it be during the gloomy months, like january? one is coming from dallas to get away and the other is, well, here. we should all get together and visit the old youth group and watch how molotov cocktails are made. yay!

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in my ear: "best of you," foo fighters
in my eye: "katipunera and other poems," elsa martinez coscolluela
on my palette: woon sen pad thai, beef, with extra peanuts and greasy as hell. woot!  ¶ 6/23/2005 04:05:00 AM