are you waking up lonely?

i'm sorry, i can't lie, i've wasted too much time, drowning i've been blind...

OLP kick continues. Why does it seem that all Canadian musicians are just begging for a 6 degrees of sepperation thing? Ah well. I'm cold... and I want icecream. Yes. Sanity has taken vacation time on me.

For those who didn't ponder, the new sheets are simply fantastic. Except for some reason my brain seemed unable to get through to the rest of me that a sheet would not keep me as warm as my quilt. Sigh.

Nothing much to say. Little bits of a story are floating around in my head, but nothing is currently sticking long enough to form anything. Story flurries? I wonder if it'll snow this year here. I wonder if it'll snow and stick. That'd be cool, except for the part where all Charleston residents are rendered completely moronic whenever it snows here. It's like they see one snowflake and crash into the nearest car/pole/lake/house/mailbox/imaginary friend because, "OMG! It's like, snow!"

Morons.

( all the feelings and the day they stopped )

Princi was more amusing, but Panda wanted a shot to be all kinds of cute. So, cut for those who don't want it dragging their friends page down.

Nap, then shower.

i'm not made of steel, but your secret's safe with me
hold your head high, don't look down
i'm by your side
won't back down
you wanted a hero tonight