chaz720.net
February 09, 2001
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand, Vanished from my hand, Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping. My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet, I have no one to meet And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship, My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip, My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels To be wanderin'. I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way, I promise to go under it. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun, It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run And but for the sky there are no fences facin'. And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind, I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're Seein' that he's chasing. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind, Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves, The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach, Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow. Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands, With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves, Let me forget about today until tomorrow. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Ryan is up to his evil one line poetry again :P
Where is my hot water?
-RS
Today marks the morning of the last day of an incredibly long week, but it's not over yet, I still have a few miles to go before I sleep. Between Mallard (an online web-homework system) crashing when I try to submit repetative homework that must be completely correct or you have to do it all over again, pages of circuits to design for engineering, and dozens of differential equations to solve, I'm about ready to fall over on the sole fact that standing up is too much work. Oh and goodie! I have a cold too!

I do take some recourse in the fact that there was a thunderstorm last night. It's been far too long since we've had a good thunderstorm here, and it was muh welcome. It has actually been raining all nigh and is still raining now. Melting away all the snow that has been sitting around for a month now. I wrote a couple entries during the week that were realyl short that I got inturrupted during the middle of them so they made even less sense then the average entry of mine, so those were discarded. I think the fact that Penny-arcade has finally come back to operation has made me a little bit happier about the online community as a whole. Seeing as Counter-strike has practically moved on with just a fraction of the interest that it once had, and Something Awful Is now run by someone who just plain isn't funny anymore, it's just getting hard to find good sites anymore. Joel seems to have grown addicted to anime as every aim message he starts conversations with is some story about renting, watching, or tradgicly missing some episode of Tenchi. I suppose I would be one to complain though, as my aim conversations usually start with, "okay try logging into my new page now". Sigh, is there any hope for progress? I just need to try and have a good weekend, assuming my health will let me.

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