Mood:Cheerful
Topic:I hate the holidays
S.O.C.: nothing


::sings::Falling from the top floor your lungs fill llike parachutes windows go rushing by people inside dressed for the funeral in black and white these ties strangle our necks...morning all! Wooo haven't been here in awhile huh. Really not much to say. Dad had surgery so my days are filled either helpig him or helping Nancy run out lil charity or reading select scenes from Hannibal or playing Sol Caliber 2 with Ben. boring exsistance nothing to blog about really that would make for polite conversation...I don't sleep much anymore. Most days the radio is on some days its off but the journals always open and the pens always flying....I sound like Josh.
Ben's birthday is Wed. for all the trouble he causes me I'm glad he was born...yeah happy he was born. Anywho other than that nothing...I was thinking about shutting this place down but...let's see if when school starts things don't pick up.