bordering on interesting . . . maybe

i love the feel of my hair down my back - except when it's wet and i'm dry.

i have dreams about floating. not just levitating and not quite flying. they are really quite awesome. and mean something. i'm sure of it. and no, i'm not some whackadoo who thinks i can use a broom to fly around or some shit. someone once gave me a book to that effect. here's the thing. i believe that absolutely anything is possible. really and truly. if you believe that you can bend the laws of physics - you can. but the fact is that most of us have a hard enough time believing we have power over our own thoughts let alone the physical universe. plus, that's not what we are here for. okay, i'm sure you think i'm crazy.

i have had very very vivid dreams lately in general and if i hadn't been enveloped by this malaise as of late i might even have written them down and know what they mean.

the thing that makes buffy and angel so appealing is that they are superheroes but they can be duped. not just tricked but actually duped. most sueprheroes - they can spot evil a mile away. buffy; angel - the rest of them - they get sucked in by evil. their instincts are flawless.

my song is singing "bang bang maxwell's silver hammer" again but he's changed it to "made sure that she'd go back" he's pc'ed it up. i have no idea where he came up with his version but he REALLY loves that song.

so yeah, that's it . . . it's not exactly *meat* perse but it's at least, um, eggs or something, no?