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A Rufus Icon!!! *points* made by me. Thank you very much.
2004-02-20
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Guh
So I woke up today only to find my fan in pieces all over my room. How I slept through that thing falling off a 4 foot ledge and exploding into pieces, I'll never know. Nor the fact that it knocked over my bookshelf and splayed all my cds and movies all over the room. I guess being an RA does that to you. Not only can I sleep when there's light in the room now, I can also sleep through several small explosions. Hmph, what do you know?
In other news, Stacey was fired! Whoohoot!!! Be happy for me. Please. And and and, that means I'll be working 5 days a week now instead of 2. And that means 150% more money in my pocket! Whohoot! Yes indeed, my friends. Be very happy for me. Do it, dammit.
Also, aside from the fact that I got more than 3 hours of sleep (in fact, a full 9!), I had the wierdest (and my weird I mean "huh?"). See, Chris is coming up in April to visit everyone for a few days. (that's not the dream, it's a prelude). Anyway, in the dream I dreampt that when he came up, he didn't have a place to stay (for whatever reason, I don't remember) and so I offered my place to crash. See, I have two beds (they're pushed together now for a king, but can be reverted to two twins). And, he accepted. So after we all went out to dinner with Jen and Tex and Grace and some others, we came back to my room. At first it was a little bit awkward, but after a while we started talking and catching up. And then there was something wierd becasue the light hit his eyes and he looked like he was about to cry. And for some reason I blurted out how much I miss him but before I could get it out, he stopped me. And then he started talking about how much he's missed me all these months and that he wishes things could be different because he loves me. And even as happy as he's been living his life down there he's been miserable. After some time of silence, I said that I wished things could be different to and that I still love him. And he says "They can be..." And I was like "meh?" And then he goes on to say that he has air conditioning and he knows how much I hate the heat and he loves it, and he'd be willing to wear a sweater all the time in the appartment and then gets to the part where he asked me to come live with him! I, being a realist at heart, asked what about a job? what about school? And he said he'd thought of that and that he could get me a job at disney (i don't remember what, but it wasn't anything to do with kids) and there's a LA&S school about thirty minutes away from where he lives that's on quarters that I could transfer to. And then right before I answered, I woke up. Grr. But yeah, meh? So wierd. Man I've been having some wierd dreams lately. The other night, I dreamt that I was the president. And instead of secret service men, I had really hot guys follow me around in togas or skimpy roman robes or loinclothes, sprinkling rose petals where I walked and everyone loved me as the president and I was voted in for 4 terms. And then there was the one with the muppets *shudder* and I had a nightmare the other night too that Big Bird was chasing me (as a kid I feard big bird to no avail). So wierd. What's next? My reocurring dreams of the Munsters - damn those freaked me out when I was little.
In other news, Stacey was fired! Whoohoot!!! Be happy for me. Please. And and and, that means I'll be working 5 days a week now instead of 2. And that means 150% more money in my pocket! Whohoot! Yes indeed, my friends. Be very happy for me. Do it, dammit.
Also, aside from the fact that I got more than 3 hours of sleep (in fact, a full 9!), I had the wierdest (and my weird I mean "huh?"). See, Chris is coming up in April to visit everyone for a few days. (that's not the dream, it's a prelude). Anyway, in the dream I dreampt that when he came up, he didn't have a place to stay (for whatever reason, I don't remember) and so I offered my place to crash. See, I have two beds (they're pushed together now for a king, but can be reverted to two twins). And, he accepted. So after we all went out to dinner with Jen and Tex and Grace and some others, we came back to my room. At first it was a little bit awkward, but after a while we started talking and catching up. And then there was something wierd becasue the light hit his eyes and he looked like he was about to cry. And for some reason I blurted out how much I miss him but before I could get it out, he stopped me. And then he started talking about how much he's missed me all these months and that he wishes things could be different because he loves me. And even as happy as he's been living his life down there he's been miserable. After some time of silence, I said that I wished things could be different to and that I still love him. And he says "They can be..." And I was like "meh?" And then he goes on to say that he has air conditioning and he knows how much I hate the heat and he loves it, and he'd be willing to wear a sweater all the time in the appartment and then gets to the part where he asked me to come live with him! I, being a realist at heart, asked what about a job? what about school? And he said he'd thought of that and that he could get me a job at disney (i don't remember what, but it wasn't anything to do with kids) and there's a LA&S school about thirty minutes away from where he lives that's on quarters that I could transfer to. And then right before I answered, I woke up. Grr. But yeah, meh? So wierd. Man I've been having some wierd dreams lately. The other night, I dreamt that I was the president. And instead of secret service men, I had really hot guys follow me around in togas or skimpy roman robes or loinclothes, sprinkling rose petals where I walked and everyone loved me as the president and I was voted in for 4 terms. And then there was the one with the muppets *shudder* and I had a nightmare the other night too that Big Bird was chasing me (as a kid I feard big bird to no avail). So wierd. What's next? My reocurring dreams of the Munsters - damn those freaked me out when I was little.
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You ask me to love you
But yet you
Refuse to let me in.
You ask me to hold you
But you shudder
At the prospect of touch.
I want to be near you
And love you.
But how can I
If you cringe from my
Presence.
I wish I knew
How to get to you
Without damaging you.
When you smile
It is false hope
That maybe someday
I’ll stand a chance
At holding your heart,
At touching your soul.
But you turn from me
When I offer you my love.
You tell me you need me
But shrug me away.
Your cold hands
Offer no support.
I need you
But I need myself more.
When will all of this end?
I’m here on my own
Only myself can I give.
Is it enough?
I fear it’s not
And if so
Let me go.
Let me move on.
The music has stopped
And the light has gone.
I am drained
Of you.
boing!!!
Guess what? You may or may not know that I've been looking *ALL OVER THE DAMN INTERNET* for a dub-able file of QAF 122. I FOUND ONE!!! WHOOT!!! Haha, snow be damned. Yes, that's right. It's snowing. After three days of glorious dry and warm days, it's fucking snowing. GOD I'M SICK OF WINTER!!!! But yay with the file!! WWHHHOOOO HOOOO!!!