Sep. 9th, 2001

this really is strange.

there are things to think about every day, but you know when someone says something that really turn something around in your head, really makes you think?

i've had that every single day this week

this is strange.

and most of them make me feel... sad/bitter in a surprised sort of way.
mostly things i should have known, things that, had i known them, would have made me happier.

so strange.
i can't live with or without you....
took a morning walk. it was refreshing. i picked apple-things from the apple-thing tree down the street. they're reallyreallyreally sour. i like sour.

i have discovered a new maybeFact:
if you are walking around barefoot in suburbia, people will assume you belong wherever you are and are not doing anything you aren't supposed to be doing.

like picking some random guy's apple-thing tree.

hey, it's on the bit of grass nearest the road between the sidewalk and the asphalt. i say that's public property, and whoever lives there has seen me do it and hasn't come chasing me off.

anyway
wow. i seem to be writing a lot. and about the randomest things.

i seem to be seeing show-related things everywhere... more likely, i'm noticing them now, rather than they are just appearing because they feel like it.

today i went to the biggest dollarstore ever. the size of a medium-ish supermarket. pretty big. huge for a dollarstore. and i was just walking around the isles and then suddenly, the radio started playing...

a long long time ago,
i can still remember
how the music used to make me smile...
and i knew if i had my chance
that i could make those people dance
and maybe they'd be happy for a while...


so i started singing along quietly....



and i've discovered that they sell ginseng at the local shoppers store.
nice.

not that i'll ever buy any outside of shows, but nice.

strange how many things i associate with shows.
some of my clearest pictures of people or their faces are glimpses in the dark behind the curtains, near the tormentors, or in the dark corner that was between the props table and the piano box.

strange.

anyway.

FSTARCK!

Sep. 9th, 2001 09:19 pm
just because we haven't heard that in too long... =P

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