may
2004-06-02 1:27 a.m.

may has gone and june has arrived

and i had to turn the calenders in my room from april to june - may has hurricaned past, and i can only look back over my shoulder and see nothing, if a void qualifies as nothing.

viva la revolution, workers of the world!!! as usual, when all goes ok, and i sit here infront of the computer at 2:30 a.m., i am as lonely as a tree in the desert, as lonely as a russian cosmonaut stuck in space, as lonely as a young man in his boxers infront of the computer, 2:30 a.m. yeah well