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Sooo not tired. Soo tired.
Ler and Wyatt are in California! They got there today. They called Angie to let her know that they got there okay and they're gonna stay in hotel. I'm happy that they have someplace to stay the night! Time zones are sooo weird. Like it's 2am here, but there its like only 11pm! people over there are still making plans for the night, people here are winding down or already passed out. And in China, its already tomorrow! Sometimes things amaze me.
like today in class. we were playing with urine. that sounds gross...
it kinda was...
i only played with the fake pee.
some people were all gung ho, and pissing in cups.
it kinda scared to to touch the tables...
i mean, what if somebody spilled their pee all over the table, and didn't disinfect!
thats not the part that amazed me.
it was the kidneys. we had these different models. On the first model, it was this big kidney. then a Nefron blown up all big, and then a Bowman Capsule or Globthingie thingie. the thing that amazed me was how this big blown up complicated bowman capsule was just a tiny little bump on the big kidney. i don't think i'm explaining this right.
i neeed to do the shit for my online class PRONTO!
i'm about to be two weeks behind!
oh well...
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand,
Vanished from my hand,
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping.
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet,
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship,
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip,
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels
To be wanderin'.
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way,
I promise to go under it.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun,
It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facin'.
And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind,
I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're
Seein' that he's chasing.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind,
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach,
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Copyright © 1964
Ler and Wyatt are in California! They got there today. They called Angie to let her know that they got there okay and they're gonna stay in hotel. I'm happy that they have someplace to stay the night! Time zones are sooo weird. Like it's 2am here, but there its like only 11pm! people over there are still making plans for the night, people here are winding down or already passed out. And in China, its already tomorrow! Sometimes things amaze me.
like today in class. we were playing with urine. that sounds gross...
it kinda was...
i only played with the fake pee.
some people were all gung ho, and pissing in cups.
it kinda scared to to touch the tables...
i mean, what if somebody spilled their pee all over the table, and didn't disinfect!
thats not the part that amazed me.
it was the kidneys. we had these different models. On the first model, it was this big kidney. then a Nefron blown up all big, and then a Bowman Capsule or Globthingie thingie. the thing that amazed me was how this big blown up complicated bowman capsule was just a tiny little bump on the big kidney. i don't think i'm explaining this right.
i neeed to do the shit for my online class PRONTO!
i'm about to be two weeks behind!
oh well...
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand,
Vanished from my hand,
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping.
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet,
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship,
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip,
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels
To be wanderin'.
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way,
I promise to go under it.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun,
It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facin'.
And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind,
I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're
Seein' that he's chasing.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind,
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach,
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Copyright © 1964