there are sometimes things that i want to rant on about and so, this page was born.
sometimes, these will just be going off on tangents about anything and everything...
i will warn you now, these ramblings aren't always coherent, happy, or nice.
deal with it.
i saw the fields beyond
the fields ~ july 19, 1998
those pachyaderm memories ~ july 31,
1998
if i had the strength ~ august 12,
1998
you're just like them, unprepared ~
august 28, 1998
do you think i'm asking too much? ~
september 4, 1998