do you hear the static of one thousand detuned radios?

[tievin]

do you hear the jet plane yawning miles across the sky?
do you hear the garbage truck back down the boulevard,
setting off the car alarms as it passes by?
do you hear the static of one thousand detuned radios?
shut the window, love. keep the world outside.
I don't want to think about anyone but the footsteps are getting louder,
drowning out the sound of the rain, as it knocks on the windowsill.
I'm not answering the phone -- let it ring.
lately I've been feeling like a falling bomb.
the ground is getting closer and the sky is falling down.
this song has been brought to you by a falling bomb.

yep. that song is pretty much amazing.
i had to work last night, which was fun. i love my job, like... a fucking lot.
and, i get to pick matt up tomorrow morning. yay!
i'm really excited. perhaps, i'm more excited then i should be.
but then again, i really don't care.
because i'm fucking excited.
and the fact that i'm excited about something, is worth being excited over anyways.
not much gets to me these days.

oh well.
i'm off.