The death of a moon cowboy

I am a somewhat-youth with ideas and thoughts and too many dreams that sometimes overflow as these little dribblings from my fingertips. I guess you can try to collect and capture them.


Friday, October 28, 2005

You be the judge

I slept very little last nite. I finally decided to try and sleep around 2:30. The clock chimed 3:00. The clock chimed 5:00, 6:00, and 7:00 and then I was awake. I fell back asleep at 8:00 only to hear the clock chime 9:00.

And my janitorial friend Ron also uses Festival - Sea Breeze scent, much to my continued delight.

Audio: Let Go|Nada Surf
Video: n/a
Text: The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy|Douglas Adams

My word of the day: innoculous

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