I walk in the air, between the rain, through myself and back again. Where? I don't know.

I'm half-dead at this point, but I had to surface to let everyone who doesn't know ... know ...
It's been over a hundred degrees here. At night it cools off to a mere seventy-eight or so.
Anyone who knows me knows I hate the heat.
And I have no air conditioning.
Bah.
On the upside, Stan left me his computer for the evening, so I'm busy pilfering music. David, "The Difference" should be mine in a few minutes. Anyway, everyone go listen to Evanescence and pretend they're not popular if it makes you feel better.
Well, let me rephrase that: everyone who likes The Benjamin Gate, go listen to Evanescence. It will make you feel a lot better about TBJ disbanding this year.

posted by Emma @ Saturday, June 28, 2003