subject: break from schoolwork...
mood: fuzzy
music: wilco playing in my head
CPCetc: and if i curl up tight enough and close my eyes, it's almost like you're there...
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I couldn't manage to concentrate on Moliere any longer, so I gave up for a while. I'll probably regret it tomorrow morning when I've only gotten two hours asleep. Not that sleeping is common anyway. No, I'm not an insomniac, don't worry. It's just that Basti isn't the right size or shape and so it's hard to go to sleep sometimes.

Jesus, don't cry
You can rely on me honey
You can combine anything you want
I'll be around
You were right about the stars
Each one is a setting sun

Tall buildings shake
Voices escape singing sad sad songs
Tuned to chords strung down your cheeks
Bitter melodies turning your orbit around

Don't cry
You can rely on me honey
You can come by any time you want
I'll be around
You were right about the stars
Each one is a setting sun

Tall buildings shake
Voices escape singing sad sad songs
Tuned to chords strung down your cheeks
Bitter melodies turning your orbit around

Voices whine
Skyscrapers are scraping together
Your voice is smoking
Last cigarettes are all you can get
Turning your orbit around

The box finally got in from London. Took them long enough. It was deteriorating before our very eyes but, damn it, it came! And thus the Palm household has the remainder of its guidebooks, postcards and napkins (don't ask). And at last I have the power of the Oxford Paperback Thesaurus in my grasps!!! *cackle cackle, scampers off with thesaurus clutched to bosom*

Our love
Our love
Our love is all we have

Our love
Our love is all of God's money
Everyone is a burning sun

Tall buildings shake
Voices escape singing sad sad songs
Tuned to chords strung down your cheeks
Bitter melodies turning your orbit around

Voices whine
Skyscrapers are scraping together
Your voice is smoking
Last cigarettes are all you can get
Turning your orbit around

Last cigarettes are all you can get
Turning your orbit around
Last cigarettes are all you can get
Turning your orbit around

Oy vay. Mum wants the computer again, methinks. And I should get back to colouring. Christ, I have a test at three tomorrow. I wonder if I should even bother. It's not like it's going to really matter. Meh. We'll see. If you're looking for me and I'm not around, that's where I am and I'll soon return. I think I'll go play with coloured pencils and pretend that I'm not in Illinois right now.

G'night all.

Kiri >^.^< ~...mew...?