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  dancing queen Sunday 2003-05-18 - 11:01 p.m. - +
clix?

taking flight

Wow, time is flying. It's almost June, why not. Practically summer. The future is scary.

Quiet Sunday. Spent it mostly sleeping. I was up too late on Friday. Still trying to recover. I could use a little more weekend.

Most excitement today came when a bird was suddenly inside our living room. It's such an odd situation, isn't it? A wild creature suddenly lose inside your home. Wilderness and civilization crashing.

At first I thought it was a bat. Because it was sort of small and black. It caught on to a curtain and sat there. I said to my mother "there's a bird in the room". She got up. And the bird got up too. Flew around for a few seconds and then tried to fly out. It smashed right against our glass doors. Not a nice sight at all. But it sort of bounced straight back and flew towards our kitchen. Then we couldn't find for several minutes. Until we spotted it here. Kind of impressive that it managed to see that (sloppily positioned) wire and just land there like that after just smashing against glass.

We opened up all the doors and windows and my mother poked it with a stick. That's how humanity always resolves nature problems, right? Poke it with a stick. Always works wonders. It flew straight out the door to its freedom. I hope it's okay, it didn't seem to be hurt from the collision with the door.

Gets the old heart going when something like that happens.

In other news, I have a strange cut on my hand. The strange part being that the skin isn't torn. It seems like the cut itself is under the skin. Like I got cut without the skin breaking. I don't recall ever seeing anything like it. It's a bit weird. It's just a small cut, nothing important. But I don't understand how it could get under the skin like that. Weird. And it's right in the centre of the palm of my hand. Annoying. Maybe I'm coming apart. My flesh is being torn, I'm splitting in pieces. Come Armageddon, come.

But it's not all bad

wheee

Hehe. Lookit him go.

Alrite, that's it. This week is now officially over. See you in the next one. Oh, and don't forget that there is a picture of me in yesterday's entry, in case you missed it. It's a rare occasion, savour it. And then sell it at an inflated price on ebay. Tooodelooh, bye bye.

np: zwan - mary star of the sea (030201)

...rooms full of salt...
settle down yea yeah

back and forth

clix



weeet spiffy weeet
try to understand
the ones I love and their demands
so unfair when they can't see
that I'm the boy who really needs

your love i suppose

I just want peace
diaryland
to be free at last

you can watch me bleed