Update and some silly words that i actually wrote out.
OK.
Nana.
Doing well. Sorry it has taken me so long to get this down, but what can i say, life is in session.
She has been home for a couple weeks now. the angioplasty would do no good because her artery walls are too thin and weak and run the risk of tearing.
She has so far refused any kind of open heart surgery saying, "those bloody buggers arent going to experiment on my, im 83 years old, are they daft?" (i think she is actually 84)
i am going to try and at least stay with them for half a week pretty soon and start getting settled in over there for a while. at least long enough to make sure she is getting in the habit of exercise and eating proper foods.
The Lady.
I have been dating a rather nice (and relativly normal) girl for about a month now.
It is going well thus far.
Work.
Sucks.
Some silly words.
A coincidence between a comment i left Miss_Geek and the request from a friend got me to do something i have NEVER really done before.
I wrote...something.
A friend of mine asked me to start writing lyrics that he could write music to. why he asked me is beyond my scope of comprehension, ive never been good at that kind of thing. so between doing things at work i kinda threw this together. it doesnt really mean anything, at least i dont think so. it is pretty much just what came out. amature and really kinda lame, but oh, well. you have to start somewhere.
Scattered, Shattered, broken down.
Fragmented thoughts meander amongst the mist.
What was once thought to be a true now laid to rest.
Into the haze
Through the mist in my mind
There she drifts hidden behind my mask of sanity
Through the mist in my mind
There she awaits her fate
Through the mist in mind
Broken remnants of a lost dream
Fluttering, drifting and swaying out of reach
Beyond the brass ring and into another realm
Hidden in the fog, buried deep beneath the black beach
The captain of days since past stands at the helm
Steering upstream through the mist
Into the haze
Through the mist in my mind
There she drifts hidden behind my mask of sanity
Through the mist in my mind
There she awaits her fate
Through the mist in mind
Its to late
That is all.
Ps. dont laugh.
Nana.
Doing well. Sorry it has taken me so long to get this down, but what can i say, life is in session.
She has been home for a couple weeks now. the angioplasty would do no good because her artery walls are too thin and weak and run the risk of tearing.
She has so far refused any kind of open heart surgery saying, "those bloody buggers arent going to experiment on my, im 83 years old, are they daft?" (i think she is actually 84)
i am going to try and at least stay with them for half a week pretty soon and start getting settled in over there for a while. at least long enough to make sure she is getting in the habit of exercise and eating proper foods.
The Lady.
I have been dating a rather nice (and relativly normal) girl for about a month now.
It is going well thus far.
Work.
Sucks.
Some silly words.
A coincidence between a comment i left Miss_Geek and the request from a friend got me to do something i have NEVER really done before.
I wrote...something.
A friend of mine asked me to start writing lyrics that he could write music to. why he asked me is beyond my scope of comprehension, ive never been good at that kind of thing. so between doing things at work i kinda threw this together. it doesnt really mean anything, at least i dont think so. it is pretty much just what came out. amature and really kinda lame, but oh, well. you have to start somewhere.
Scattered, Shattered, broken down.
Fragmented thoughts meander amongst the mist.
What was once thought to be a true now laid to rest.
Into the haze
Through the mist in my mind
There she drifts hidden behind my mask of sanity
Through the mist in my mind
There she awaits her fate
Through the mist in mind
Broken remnants of a lost dream
Fluttering, drifting and swaying out of reach
Beyond the brass ring and into another realm
Hidden in the fog, buried deep beneath the black beach
The captain of days since past stands at the helm
Steering upstream through the mist
Into the haze
Through the mist in my mind
There she drifts hidden behind my mask of sanity
Through the mist in my mind
There she awaits her fate
Through the mist in mind
Its to late
That is all.
Ps. dont laugh.