...love to love to love what you adore
I can give you anything, but please let me be
your everything...
please

Rorshaq says hi.

The hard drive is on hold till monday. Then I'll see if my mother's friend can do it. Blergh.

What, you surely ask, is Plume known for? The funny bits? The hard drive bits? The depression and bitter bits? No. Plume is known for it's robot sex and simpsons incest. And that's just fine with me. But I do wish that more GOAT FUCKERS would stop by. Because GOAT FUCKING is great. People who want to FUCK A GOAT should come here. ...now that should give me some more visitors, yeah.

hmmmmmmm.

Here's some snippets of a funny conversation I had on napster:

ooneo> i will mail you 5 dollars if you stay connected all night
BoyWhoReallyNeeds> sorry, can't do that
ooneo> 10 dollars
BoyWhoReallyNeeds> why don't you wait till I come back on tomorrow...
ooneo> cause i can get like 10 mp3s while im asleep
BoyWhoReallyNeeds> yeah. well, it takes the time it takes...

...

ooneo> how old r u
BoyWhoReallyNeeds> 22
ooneo> are you workin tomorrow
BoyWhoReallyNeeds> no
ooneo> do you turn off your computer while you r at work
BoyWhoReallyNeeds> actually I'm unemployed. So the computer is on most of the day.
ooneo> cool
ooneo> why do you turn off yhe spu while you are asleep
ooneo> cpu is what i meant

Did you notice how his response to me being unemployed is "cool"? That's so nice... Yeah, man. Unemployed, coooool.

I'm not my usual funny self. It's all that Craig David music. It's bringing me down maaaan.

Heavy is the head that wears the crown that weighs 50 kilos.

It's true you know.

Watched Twin Peaks tonight. Unfortunately they're into the second season now. I mean as much as I love David Duchovny in drag I just can't stand that James subplot. And where's BOB? I know he's around somewhere...

I miss the snow. I need it to snow. My happiness depends on it. I'm feeling depressed. I was quite up (for me anyways) but this hard drive failure has got me down. I should tap into that and write something interesting. But I can't be fucked. Does anyone really listen anyway?

Ah, it's not like it matters. It's only life. I'll go play scrabble with Rorshaq.

G'night, plume will be better soon, honestly, come back, don't leave me

np: pumpkins - snail (920119)

...the pain will wash away...