bored (as a state of mind. at a workplace)
rabbit disease...
"A highly infectious, usually fatal disease of rabbits that is caused by a pox virus and is characterized by many skin tumors similar to myxomas."
you pay for what you test...
just waiting around for a phone call. waiting around for the right time to drive to the airport and have a nice ten day vacation. i could do without the sun at that place. i could do without the crystal clear sky or the torrential ten minute rain or the heat or the moisture that keeps you looking (and feeling?) young. i could stand it if i wasn't fed properly on the aeroplane.
im leaving for a different reason.
its who you go with (for). you could go anywhere and not care about your surroundings. i like it that way.
its a good thing when you arent bothered by having less physically; bothered by leaving comfort.
its nice to leave the rats and rabbits to themselves and each other. get myxomatosis. getting away is priceless.
should i even come back? someday i wont have to. ill do my best until then. happiness manifested.
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memories will lay in their place as something to remain forever intangible. conceptual.
new memories will be fabricated. a fabric of happiness and peace and comfort to share with someone new. in a new situation with someone is what i meant to write.
we will feel safe. unassailable as a pair. yet, still one of a kind.
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its still raining outside. my skin will shrivel and crack due to the dropping temperature. i may never be dry again. those dreams you held in younger years, when all you could do was just about float to the surface. your head above water. awakenings in sweat and confusion. nearly in tears when you realize youre still in your own room. it may be spinning, but its reality. we can save each other from sucha imaginations. i look forward to that.
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excerpt from a voice machine recording: (this isnt word for word, but it is an actual recording that i heard today when trying to get in touch with a customer)
(the voice heard on the other end was a pre-recorded voice in which the tape it was recorded on was slowed down to at least half the speed)
"yes... the end of your receiver is hard-wired to a box. this box ats as a generator to employ over 5000 volts of electrical power. (a faint sound of gentle mewing coming from a cat can be heard) it would be in your best interest to leave a detailed message as to why you have called this number. if you so decide to hang up your phone before leaving a message, the clicking of your receiver will trip a switch and complete the electrical circuit (cycle?). this will in turn charge the generator to 5000 volts and kill this cat..."
imagine my shock...
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anyways, i wish to leave you all with a song. a song with meaning. a song for the road.
Fool enough to almost be it
Cool enough to not quite see it
Doomed
Pick your pockets full of sorrow
And run away with me tomorrow
June
We’ll try and ease the pain
But somehow we’ll feel the same
Well, no one knows
Where our secrets go
I send a heart to all my dearies
When your life is so, so dreary
Dream
I’m rumored to the straight and narrow
While the harlots of my perils
Scream
And I fail
But when I can, I will
Try to understand
That when I can, I will
Mother weep the years I’m missing
All our time can’t be given
Back
Shut my mouth and strike the demons
That cursed you and your reasons
Out of hand and out of season
Out of love and out of feeling
So bad
When I can, I will
Words defy the plan
When I can, I will
Fool enough to almost be it
And cool enough to not quite see it
And old enough to always feel this
Always old, I’ll always feel this
No more promise no more sorrow
No longer will I follow
Can anybody hear me
I just want to be me
When I can, I will
Try to understand
That when I can, I will
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goodnite.
i love you with all of my heart Jillian <3 see you real soon :)
"A highly infectious, usually fatal disease of rabbits that is caused by a pox virus and is characterized by many skin tumors similar to myxomas."
you pay for what you test...
just waiting around for a phone call. waiting around for the right time to drive to the airport and have a nice ten day vacation. i could do without the sun at that place. i could do without the crystal clear sky or the torrential ten minute rain or the heat or the moisture that keeps you looking (and feeling?) young. i could stand it if i wasn't fed properly on the aeroplane.
im leaving for a different reason.
its who you go with (for). you could go anywhere and not care about your surroundings. i like it that way.
its a good thing when you arent bothered by having less physically; bothered by leaving comfort.
its nice to leave the rats and rabbits to themselves and each other. get myxomatosis. getting away is priceless.
should i even come back? someday i wont have to. ill do my best until then. happiness manifested.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------
memories will lay in their place as something to remain forever intangible. conceptual.
new memories will be fabricated. a fabric of happiness and peace and comfort to share with someone new. in a new situation with someone is what i meant to write.
we will feel safe. unassailable as a pair. yet, still one of a kind.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------
its still raining outside. my skin will shrivel and crack due to the dropping temperature. i may never be dry again. those dreams you held in younger years, when all you could do was just about float to the surface. your head above water. awakenings in sweat and confusion. nearly in tears when you realize youre still in your own room. it may be spinning, but its reality. we can save each other from sucha imaginations. i look forward to that.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------
excerpt from a voice machine recording: (this isnt word for word, but it is an actual recording that i heard today when trying to get in touch with a customer)
(the voice heard on the other end was a pre-recorded voice in which the tape it was recorded on was slowed down to at least half the speed)
"yes... the end of your receiver is hard-wired to a box. this box ats as a generator to employ over 5000 volts of electrical power. (a faint sound of gentle mewing coming from a cat can be heard) it would be in your best interest to leave a detailed message as to why you have called this number. if you so decide to hang up your phone before leaving a message, the clicking of your receiver will trip a switch and complete the electrical circuit (cycle?). this will in turn charge the generator to 5000 volts and kill this cat..."
imagine my shock...
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anyways, i wish to leave you all with a song. a song with meaning. a song for the road.
Fool enough to almost be it
Cool enough to not quite see it
Doomed
Pick your pockets full of sorrow
And run away with me tomorrow
June
We’ll try and ease the pain
But somehow we’ll feel the same
Well, no one knows
Where our secrets go
I send a heart to all my dearies
When your life is so, so dreary
Dream
I’m rumored to the straight and narrow
While the harlots of my perils
Scream
And I fail
But when I can, I will
Try to understand
That when I can, I will
Mother weep the years I’m missing
All our time can’t be given
Back
Shut my mouth and strike the demons
That cursed you and your reasons
Out of hand and out of season
Out of love and out of feeling
So bad
When I can, I will
Words defy the plan
When I can, I will
Fool enough to almost be it
And cool enough to not quite see it
And old enough to always feel this
Always old, I’ll always feel this
No more promise no more sorrow
No longer will I follow
Can anybody hear me
I just want to be me
When I can, I will
Try to understand
That when I can, I will
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goodnite.
i love you with all of my heart Jillian <3 see you real soon :)