ON ROCKS I'VE DREAMT OF WHERE WE'VE STEPPED AND OF THE WHOLE MESS OF ROADS WE'RE NOW ON

6:08 p.m. x 2005-01-25

hold your glass up
hold it in
never betray the way you've always known it is
someday i'll be wondering how (someday we'll all be wondering how we never got cold wearing nothing in the snow)

sometimes the only way to express how you feel is to take poetic liscence with a mid-'90s dance tune. this is sort of like that.

more importantly, though: how much ass does first lunch kick? quite an exorbitant amount, bitches! manda, kara, paul, catie, bethany (.5), heather (.5), amber, the girl i just met, abbie...and the happy just keep getting happier.

integrated math 3 was comical and uplifting, may it remain so. art history involved kenzie, josh and i leaning over "persistance of memory" and talking about the giant eyelash that (according to art wench) only we see.

in resource i bowed into kara and paul's den of lust and wires, and then rolled my way into parenting after lunch...i have parenting with three quarters of the senior class, and it's the three quarters i haven't seen or heard from since elementary school.

stats with shannon (ask if you want a comment that badly, you should really know by now).

tomorrow is, after math (the only core credit), child development part deux, 3DII and gym. i have 3DII with manda and heather and that promises to rock immeasurably. i have child development deux with a pair of freaking parents (josh, bethany) so that may overcast my rocky relationship with other organic creatures like four year olds. i love kids, there's an adage about this:

men love women
women love children
and children love hamsters.
it's a one-way slide. there is little going back the other way.

amen.

if anybody should ask i'm going to a seminar
pieces of the moon
JOBJOBJOB
interviewinterviewinterview
sensitive heart, you're doomed from the start
(& etc)

anybody can be just like me, obviously.
not too many can be like you, fortunately.
KL 02-11