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Oct 08, 2005 06:59

"Burn it down till the embers smoke on the ground
And start new when your heart is an empty room
With walls of the deepest blue

Home's face: how it ages when you're away
Spring blooms and you find the love that's true
But you don't know what now to do
Cause the chase is all you know
And she stopped running months ago

And all you see
Is where else you could be
When you're at home
Out on the street
Are so many possibilities
To not be alone"

Sooo im working again tonight. i guess mcardles has decided i dont deserve a life. the chefs no longer think im a pothead, but now im a "gangsta" (because sometimes my hat is sorta sideways on my head.) and a "playa" (because tayloire came and said hi last night) the good news is that im up to atleast $300. so not much more work before i have enough to meet my end of it for france. ( je suis stoked.)and i gets me some birthday money in 18 days. shweet deal, eh? eh.
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