For every beginning there is an end.

I once again lack sleep due to tournament day. Yes, the WCG is in town, and yours truly is taking a shot in the dark with the FIFA World Cup Qualifiers. My chances of qualifying though are about as slim as my chances of getting laid, but I gotta be there anyway since Nael only recently decides to tell me that I gotta work the event as well. Ack. Still it would be good to be active again, even if for the weekend. And if I do somehow manage to qualify, first crate of beer's on me. Heh.

Piece by piece I release

Once was mine, now I'm undone

Turn blue, light blue, or leave

and then down lie, southern sun

I still feel you

And if I said

I am tempted

to throw my senses in



Cause it's easier to drown

Then to find somewhere I feel sincerity

And our truth comes back around

In the Air to not remain, not remain



You last like

a sun undeleted

I am pieces of the wind

unrelated


I still feel you

And if I said

I am tempted

to throw my senses in



Cause it's easier to drown

Then to find somewhere I feel sincerity

And our love comes back around

In the end to set me free



cause it's easier to drown

In the Air to not remain, not remain


Paul Oakenfold - Southern Sun.

My bike died yesterday. The bad thing about Jaguhs is the fact that there is no kick starter to fall back on when the electric starter dies. It was a blessing in disguise in a way, because one hell of a storm hit 10 minutes later. Koosh picked me up and dropped me off at work relatively dry.

For some obscure reason, I replied "Ok. Sure." to Pixel last night when he suggested we go to Orange after work. Ended up in front of Orange after 3am, and looking like a dork because I was wearing a cap all night. I felt old, and we promptly left after the others discovered that cover charge was still running. Bummer. Somehow the appeal of chicks with loose morals caused our appearance there anyway. Heck, there was one humping the parking meter in front of the place when we got there. Or was it pole dancing? Same difference.

And then I had the dream last night. I was in a hospital. Visiting. Capes was admitted, so we all were practically camping outside the room. And we were protecting him, though I can't seem to remember what. Clarence showed up, but ended up going to the room just before Capes'. So I went to the patient list, and I saw HER name. wtf. I also remember Clarence. He was happy. I asked him what was he on. He said it was Iodine. wtf again. And then they came. They came in to claim the souls. And I was to stop them. And as I passed her room I could hear her calling me. Telling me not to go. I was crying. Tears rolled off my face as I walked on to confront them. And I sacrificed myself for the others. For her. They left. And I was leading them. And the next thing I knew we were in the air. Scaling the skyline effortlessly. And then I woke up.

No more blueberry tea for me.