wolven7 | (I Forgot to Put a Subject Here, Before. 2.09 pm)

David Bowie - [I Have Not Been to Oxford]--- i Dreamt about a party. And corn. And drinking. And Everyone was there... Phil, Jen, Ben, my mom, my dad, Ben, some guy named Clem, who had this moving duck. Everyone. It was fairly interesting. And i remembered the rest of my dream, from yesterday. It involved a house, in Alabama/Mississippi/Tennessee, and people. It was ok.

Hoobastank - [Crawling in the Dark]--- So, i'm awake, and shit, and there's still nothing for me to do, today, except write, and wait for a situation to resolve itself. (Adema - [Giving In]). I made this cd, yesterday, and, after i had laid it down, and re-arranged it, i realised that i had lain out a sound track to Spike Speigel's life.... It's fucked up. But it's a great CD. I also realised, as i listened to the song, how much someone needs to do a Cowboy Bebop video, to The Avalanches "Frontier Psychiatrist." That would seriously kick ass...

Anyway, i'm going to go, and try to talk to people. Whatever will be, will be. I'll talk to you all, later in the day. Bye.

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