9/6/99 1941 hours

this new bush song turns my ass ON baybee.

the rendezvous truly kicked ass. we placed in almost everything we did. go to the homepage (click on else, My SeaScout Ship 401). it was extremely relaxing. we watched the stars fall on saturday night... heh. sunday night, "sex patrol." HEM THE FRAY.

but i saw you doin somethin which was really truly nothing and you can bust me out all day... sexysexysexy! many moons since first we did the do... keep me coming, that is a gal that'll kill them stunning... you make me nervous, throat dry... what the hell's wrong with me???

i love loud music but every time i turn up my brother's stereo, the clock falls off the wall.

she wakes up lonely, she wakes up lonely, she hangs a picture by the phone, she hangs a picture by the phone . . . and i am lit

I wanna sleep on the hard ground, in the comfort of your arms,on a pillow of blue bonnets with a blanket of stars, ohh it sounds good to me...

some girl at camp had the fenix, tx CD. wow.

i can't take this any longer i won't eat until i'm strong enough not to be afraid... i walk alone... oleander...

"i shall imagine life is not worth living,if (and when)roses complain their beauties are in vain but though mankind persuades itself that every weed's a rose,roses(you feel certain)will only smile"