2004-02-21 - 10:24 p.m.
Step down
the "staff meeting" last night kicked ass, as expected to. we took shots of red bull and blue ox and tried to gamble and it didn't really work. it was so much freaking fun. liz was wound and chad was giggling crazily and jocelyn is so cool and such and jordan was funny as hell and so was ian and cheryl was herself which is good because i miss her sometimes and jake was all nice and such and such... those are the best times. sitting around a table and laughing (me and cheryl almost died because we were recalling what happened new years at her house...tripping over bushes running around the house with her shirt off, katies shoes not tied.) and listening to music. if only that could be the way it is all the time. truly. if i could be with my friends any more and just hang out id do it. those are the best days of our lives becasue thats all you have to depend on in highschool.
i was listening to london calling today and kept falling asleep during it. when i was awake i kept imagining dancing around in a field with the music playing in my head...i need to find a feild someday and lay in it. i guess i should go in a posted one since in the nonposted someone may think im a deer and shoot me. hunters are crazy like that.
"I hear you on the radio. You permeate my screen. It's unkind, but. If I met you in a scissor fight, I'd cut off both your wings on principle alone, principle alone. Hey, megalomaniac. You're no Jesus. Yeah, you're no fucking Elvis. Wash your hands clear or yourself baby and. Step down, step down, step down. If I were your appendages. I'd hold open your eyes so you could see. That all of us are heaven sent. And there was never meant to be only one, to be only one." - Incubus
That is such a kickass song.
