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Ichabod!

1999-11-27 23:45:54

i got home from nj about 9:30 tonight. i walked to the mail box. i saw head lights coming down the road. i could tell it was a teenagers car and thought i was going to the house next door. but i had a crazy premonition it was someone for me. lo and behold, they pulled into my driveway behind me. a white grand am. tony! what amazing timing. he only stayed for a little while because he was supposed to be at work at 10.

wednesday night i was pissed because i sat home all night when everyone "forgot" to tell me they were going out. tonight i get home and everyone wants to know where i was last night, why i didnt go to see a movie with them, and how much fun i missed. now im arguing with another tony about soda and debating with rich over whether or not we had a conversation earlier this month (i hardly ever get to talk to him!) if its not one thing, its another. im cursed! now they tell me that the movie i was planning to see on monday is no longer in theaters. CURSED, i tell you!

my life has been extraordinary, blessed and cursed and won

dont you think something like that might make a good epitaph?

and the world is drawn into your hands

and the world is etched upon your heart

and the world so hard to understand

is the world you cant live without

and i knew the silence of the world

Smashing pumpkins song Muzzle is just about the greatest song for gravestones and stuff junk.