Dreams
Last night I dreamt that I walked with you hand in hand. I don’t remember where we walked, all I remember was how good it felt to hold your hand. Too bad I have no idea who you are.
Maybe next time you could leave your name and number.
Last night I dreamt that I walked with you hand in hand. I don’t remember where we walked, all I remember was how good it felt to hold your hand. Too bad I have no idea who you are.
Maybe next time you could leave your name and number.
The sad truth is that I’ve begun to bore even myself.
Peace, Love, and excitement,
Clear Pants Rainheart 
I’ve been really sick the past week or so and I haven’t really left my room much. I haven’t done much of anything to tell you the truth, just a lot of sleeping. Anyway, I’m still alive and slowly getting back on my feet. But I still kinda feel “blah.” At least today was a sunny 70 degrees outside. That definitely helped the mood a little bit.
Too bad I lost almost $50 on partypoker.com today. That sucks. I guess it just wasn’t meant to be. I really need to stop playing poker. It’s not good for me. I’m probably going to lose the rest of the $50 tomorrow. Almost definitely.
I’m going to Bing this weekend to go see Barrio. It better be good. Like really good. I need something to lift my spirits some. I also need to see Sin City sometime soon. I’ve been wanting to see it for a while. I also need to get my hands on Tonedeff’s new album, Archetype.
Next week’s going to be real hell for me, two tests on Friday and… blahhh! I’m just tired of it all.