I'm Going to Sit Right Down and Write Myself a Letter
Have you been half asleep,
And have you heard voices?
I've heard them calling my name.
Is this the sweet sound,
That calls the Young Sailors?
The voice might be one and the same.
Usually when you hear voices, it means you may be starting schizophrenia...or God. And then he'll tell you to break up with your boyfriend.
Listening to all my non-sorted music to label the swing nite songs. And found a punk version of Rainbow Connection I'd forgotten about. I could post what-all happened today, but its almost 4am, and I don't even feel like cutting and pasting from my other journals. Tomorrow: turn in paper work, send some important emails, and sew on that damn Black Cats shirt. And work on getting a morning job. Which means finishing my resume. *sigh* Oh, and I get to take my car into the mechanic to figure out what that acceleration "puttering" is about.
UPDATE: the puttering was dirty spark plugs - which were caused by a leak. They also cleaned a dirty filter that was ?down in the engine?. Total: $170. Yeowch! Might have to go back to the Humane Society after all if I want to get Gilgi fixed. I've been putting it off because I'm torn between guilt of taking money from others, but I understand its there to help out owners in making responsible choices for their animals. I just feel like I may be getting in the way of someone else.
And have you heard voices?
I've heard them calling my name.
Is this the sweet sound,
That calls the Young Sailors?
The voice might be one and the same.
Usually when you hear voices, it means you may be starting schizophrenia...or God. And then he'll tell you to break up with your boyfriend.
Listening to all my non-sorted music to label the swing nite songs. And found a punk version of Rainbow Connection I'd forgotten about. I could post what-all happened today, but its almost 4am, and I don't even feel like cutting and pasting from my other journals. Tomorrow: turn in paper work, send some important emails, and sew on that damn Black Cats shirt. And work on getting a morning job. Which means finishing my resume. *sigh* Oh, and I get to take my car into the mechanic to figure out what that acceleration "puttering" is about.
UPDATE: the puttering was dirty spark plugs - which were caused by a leak. They also cleaned a dirty filter that was ?down in the engine?. Total: $170. Yeowch! Might have to go back to the Humane Society after all if I want to get Gilgi fixed. I've been putting it off because I'm torn between guilt of taking money from others, but I understand its there to help out owners in making responsible choices for their animals. I just feel like I may be getting in the way of someone else.