how many days has it been since the end of time?

i'm feeling a little bit better today. tried to call this kid and failed, he was with his friends. le sigh.

"go hula hoop until you center yourself," he said.
"you're amazing."
"i am? thank you."
so honest and true.

to all i have lost - i still love you.

part of this is all so tragic.
where the hell is heather... i need to book these tickets.
things are going to be ok.
i'm most likely going to move..but i don't know where yet.

i'm more alone than i've ever felt, but i feel strangely ok this way.
i don't feel much like sharing and wonder how i'm going to pull off this venture.

emails left unsent.
things are gonna be ok.

god ..
i need a new job..






here are some divotchka lyrics i really like:

well my lover she had kisses of brine
to me it tastes just like wine
and there's a rope
a weight in my throat
and boxes made out of pine

we were murderers, pirates, and theives
made of things that you wouldn't believe
under the stars with shirts made of scars
and no mothers or lovers to greive

and the wind it whistles and rings
yes the water will soon be abreak
well the whole west went wild as the inferno died
and slipped between the wakes


i'm sailing an ocean of wine
and my canteen is all filled with mire
i'll tear you the hole when i'm out of my skull
and i'm waiting for the bridges to fall
and my trailer will never catch me
cuz the ocean she's coming free

when we're all glad at home
with our piano afloat
waltzing beneath the sea

oh boys here's one for the ladies back home
tell them we'll no longer roam

and yes boys lets take on for souls down below
at least we won't do it alone

and oh boys here's one for the ladies back home
tell them we'll no longer roam

and yes boys lets take on for souls down below
at least we won't do it alone


your boys have finally come home.