nothing feels good like you in red and blue jeans and your white and night things
May 01, 2001, 12:34 pmWow. I finished my last final today. Walking out of class and into the sun is an incredible feeling (especially after sitting in an extremely uncomfortable chair and writing a metric sh'load of SQL statements!). It always seems that the air tastes sweet on days like today... like my lungs just can't breathe enough of the stuff. Refreshing. And I have thoughts of just sitting around all day... reading, playing guitar, not doing a damn thing productive...
But I go to work and feel very thankful to have such a wonderful job with such amazing people. (thank you smart co-workers (I almost typed "cow-orkers"!))
It's too bad there aren't RFC's for everything... It would be nice to know the answer to, “How long do songs we 'shared' with significant others remain 'our songs'?” 'Cause damnit, I don't feel like sharing anymore!
The Simple Life
Dark streets
Carry me home now
I've stayed too long
We are brave men
To sip the stars dry
And leave sleep alone.
I've built this house out of a fate-driven dream,
And these walls aren't what they seemed.
Light breaks again
And I can't follow you down.
Hurt stays
When the work is over,
And we've stayed too long.
I'll save what memory lends me,
When these days are gone.