from the eye shadow, I can tell you're dying...
from the way you hesitate before smiling
I know you're lying....
and I sit and stare for hours at lives so beautiful
and reckless, blood letting into imaginary vials
capillaries like highways to the unknown
veins of epic distraction.

The fourth

howdy 'mericans...............
seriously...i felt like writing a long essay on The Fourth...but as you well know I am distracted often....let's cover the basics though...
For heaven's sake if you per chance find yourself at a sporting event this evening do us all a favor and don't stand there like a bumbling mongoloid during the national anthem. Sing like you know how....sing like you care...sing as if you had lungs that weren't being constricted by social pressures and or the guilt too many feel of being American...blah blah blah i say.......try it......just try it once...sing the national anthem audibly and start a revolution ( i don't throw that word out lightly). I like Britain...but for one day this could be you're little....suck it King George the III!!! (working title).

quote of the day....
"I'll refrain from hugging you"-andy's boss on noticing he already completed a project he was worrying about.

another friend got fired, and so work is more boring again.....no more impromtu dance parties, no more "What do you have" (a clever game)...