Ok, nobody click anything.

"Life just keeps getting harder
And it just keeps getting harder to hide
The darker it is around me
The easier it is to see inside
Outside the glass
The whole world is magnified
And it's half an inch
From here to the other side"
--Ani Difranco, (Glass House)

I don't know what to think...I know I haven't written in a long time, but this whole attack thingy is forcing me to look for an outlet, even if I don't know what to say. This whole thing is still sort of surreal to me, mostly, I think, because I'm far away. I feel removed, and wish I didn't. But I am afraid...nameless worries flit through my head. I try to pin them down on paper, because that's what I do, but it doesn't seem to work. I've started half a dozen poems, and they just sort of trickle off, which is very frustrating to me.
I think that's all for right now...I need to get this clear for myself before I post any more.
~Miss Lemon~
*Horribly, horribly sad...*
"do you ever have that dream
when you open your mouth
and you try to scream
but you can't make a sound
that's everyday starting now
that's everyday starting now"
--More Ani Difranco (Wish I May)

Thursday, September 13, 2001



Eating: Rice
Reading: "Neuromancer" by William Gibson
Listening to: "Trouble" by Coldplay
Playing: Neverwinter Nights

craving: Coconut Pocky & Caramel cappuchino

Spike Puchiko Lain! Inuyasha Ryoga

Fight Club
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