Well you got plans, of course. Thing is. . . you'd need, more than just want, to touch on so many things as of the moment. Brain is screaming for siesta and at the same time holding you up on stress-point for fresh, spankingly new avenues for fulfillment. Pull back, you try to say to yourself, but you're actually waking up---more like, caught up during law class, groping for something sane to answer back to instance# 213421412412, Article No. 315. You're taking it easy but you're thinking endlessly as to what to say, let alone collect in your head. Haha.. You, in all apparent comfort, swagger (naahhhhhka ng....) through the piquant (naahhhhhka ng....)barbed wires of some sort of crap incoherence (naahhhhhka ng....). Then the Blue Babble Batallion saves the bell as they begin their 1,043rd 20 minute-school-worship (as happily funded by the joyous jesuits who happen to own..hmm.. a slate of BMW's; heck they sold the jaguar). That's been my plight for quite a number of days.. Hehe. :) My thoughts are dancing samba in my head--the are all but unique, I know (as this is a blog)--but then again despite sarcastic tone and some shtick-ass jargon, maybe..... I'm not about to go off restraining...Just something to ____ even myself....

Some blog, this is...
Haha..

Just another thought. . .I owe my parents a lot. Dammit, I love my dad & my mom beyond reason. It's crazy how they make ends meet and "etc." will never quite describe it right. They're decades away in terms of a 200k-ish typewritten list but I guess it goes to show how it's all supposed to be normal. I'd like to think that I now know things that I didn't quite get some two years back. I'm grateful for a lot of things, in maybe the same way that I am frustrated about them. i.e. my playing the drums (that's just one..) yet I'm pretty optimistic about the list in general.

With that aside, I am kind of hungry, so let me get back to this when I'm free.