chaz720.net - journal

July 24, 2000

Maybe I should drop you at your door. Or leave tonight and vanish up the shore. Anywhere but here. It's three o'clock we're driving in your car, You're screaming out the window at the stars, "Please don't drive me home!" Blame us because we are who we are. Hate us because you'll never get that far. And who'd suppose you would go? I've already learned enough to know. Tell me all the places we could go. And count the headlights passing on the road, A long, long time ago. Here we are. Foreign to their world. Straight and composed. Your sermons I can do without. And I finally found. That everybody loves to love you When you're far away. Could it be we've done something wrong We'd make it home to your place before dawn "Please, don't take me home." "Please, don't take me home."

Damn you Marci, Damn you to hell. The first pound of twizzlers is free, but the price gets jacked up. I'm a wreck, I've been eating these damn things all day, somebody please help me for the love of god... ...okay, so how have you all been doing. Hmm, I don't know Joel, I camp quite a bit and I can't read, so your dictionary theory is gonna have to go. Today was interesting, some guy in a bee suit came to our house today and sprayed a hornet's nest that I never knew about. The thing is the size of a friggin' basketball. creative little fuckers built it in one of the basement window's wells. The guy just said we were lucky to have caught it now, or they'd have filled the entire well with nest, oh I'm sure that would have been real fun. I don't know what to say to this I really don't. I honestly have no idea what kind of drugs those people are on, but all I know is that I want in. Damn it, why do you have to have a website that has weird fucked-up shit on it to get any hits, I guess everyone who uses the internet is a sick twisted fuck. Except me, of course, I am just sick and twisted. oh, and by the way, RzE = f4g0t l4m3r, and he sucks at counter-strike and he is a butthead. Joel was playing this guy that runs CS nation, and although Joel was not doing all that well in the server, RzE was doing worse, so natuarally we made fun of him a lot. And a bunch of guys at www.kellhounds.com want to join our cs clan, as it actually exsists and theirs kinda got put on permanent hold. I don't really have a say in it so much, but he did say he liked my website design, and I'm a sucker for complements, so he's got my vote if I get one :P. The parts of my new computer are showing up slowly but surely, and today the new video card came. It's a Creative Annihilator 2. I can play counter-strike at 1024x768 at 70+ fps now, yay!, and I don't even have my new proc yet :). ugh, I think I need some sleep, I been up all damn day.

Searching, constanly searching.
For what you are not sure.
For whom you cannot tell.
How long you do not know.

This search has gone on for some time.
You have put many hours to it.
You have shed many a tear.
You have endured many a trial.

But suddenly hope begins to fade;
where has motivation gone?
Why will it not return?
As you fear your search is over...
-RS

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