3 February 2005

in a land called hannah lee

mood: chewy
music: children on pianos
CPCetc: need my fix, man...


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Sam is being a spaz. What else is new?

TO DO TONIGHT

+ entertain sammy while mum accompanies people
+ finish (start?) theatre homework
+ move the car
+ read garp while weeping over its mangled pages
+ work on that story that I started a while ago
+ place a rather expensive long distance call
+ knit

Oh... Mum's making someone play Puff the Magic Dragon... That song makes me so sad... Has anyone heard all of the lyrics to it? It's depressing!!


A dragon lives forever, but not so little boys;
Painted wings and giant rings make way for other toys.
One gray night it happened: Jackie Paper came no more
and Puff, that mighty dragon, he ceased his fearless roar.

His head was bent in sorrow, green scales fell like rain,
Puff no longer went to play along the cherry lane.
Without his life-long friend, Puff could not be brave,
So Puff that mighty dragon sadly slipped inside his cave.



::tears! several of them!:: They've moved onto Star Wars, though, so it's all good.

Dood, if I had a magical-dragon-friend, I'd play with them forever! That would rock so hard! I've always had a soft-spot for dragons... They're beautiful, but powerful, and they'll be your best friend if you let them and your worst enemy if you don't. It's kind of cool that way.

::wishes for dragon playmate and transportation system::




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