a great escape

there was just a very loud noise upstairs, and I think marianne yelled that a flock of geese has just flown through her window, or something like that.

it's just one of those really interesting things that I fancy I hear every day, only to find out that the reality is much less creative. but for a few seconds, frequently the most wonderful, weird, bizarre, awful (gorge-mine-eyes-out awful) images float for a few seconds in my mind, resulting from the combination of my rhyming ear and the seven remaining marbles I have left rolling upstairs. not to mention the two giant stoned moths, eleanor and carlyle.

hey, that almost reads like I'm in a good mood, and I'm not. or at least I wasn't until I pictured my roommate and her dog being beaten to tatters by a passing flock of migrating birds. from there to thinking that they have the avian flu, it's only a short hop down the daydream road.

well -- good thing, today's exam was postponed, so I only had to take one. goodie. I have to be back there tomorrow for observation, and watch me dance in joy.

gah. it's 1 am. I still have 8 pages, only eight I know, but still eight pages to go in my ever-expanding super huge file, but my eyes are crossing. does anyone think someone's ass will fall down if I finish those asshole pages tomorrow? I DIDN'T THINK SO EITHER. thank you, good night I say.

top 3 of sleepey timey

1. cucurrucucu paloma -- versión caetano veloso para hable con ella
2. somewhere over the rainbow -- versión de israel kamakawiwo ole OLE cooka bonga
3. dance me till the end of love -- leonard cohen