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i feel like i've been a vegetarian this past week, considering i've only been eating boca (bruschetta tomato and basil!) patties.
oh, wait. i've been eating boca patties for the past THREE days; in the last week i've had tripe.
it was delicious.

what's wrong with me?

i feel like having some chips and vinegar.
i say 'chips and vinegar' and 'fries and ketchip'- i never mix up the two, otherwise... it's just not right. what american eats 'fries and vinegar' anyway?

what is my problem?

i go off myspace (but came back a couple of times to update my profile playlist and post a couple of bulletins) and then i create another blog.
i was supposed to spend LESS time on the internet.
and the fact that i've had a diaryland, a xanga, a livejournal (but that didn't really count), a deviantart, a myspace blog, and now a scribd id, and now this- this is nuts.
i barely go on facebook. and i vow to never get a twitter because i believe all art lies in blogging.

i swear i have more accounts....

ugh.

i have a term paper to finish (less than a page left! I HOPE I GET IT PRINTED OUT TODAY!!!) and a test to study for. it really isn't all that bad, but i get going anyway.

only in dreams

you can't resist her.
she's in your bones.
she is your marrow
and your ride home.

you can't avoid her.
she's in the air (in the air)
in between molecules of
oxygen and carbon dioxide.


only in dreams
we see what it means.
reach out our hands.
hold onto hers.
but when we wake
it's all been erased.
and so it seems
only in dreams.


you walk up to her.
ask her to dance.
she says, "hey, baby, i just might take the chance."
you say, "it's a good thing
that you float in the air (in the air)
that way there's no way i will crush your pretty toenails into a thousand pieces."